Previous chapter:
Chapter 344: The Man Who Makes Watches
Next chapter:
Chapter 346: The Man Who Makes Watches
PREVIEW
... winds had passed, and the mountains where buds had blossomed turned lush, and as the temperature differences grew more pronounced, two men sat on the terrace of a grand mansion in New York.
The man sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his feet up, hood over his head, asked the tall man wearing sunglasses.
"Hey Snap, you know I don't like whiskey, right?"
Holding a whiskey glass, Snap lifted his sunglasses with the back of his hand and grinned, showing his gold teeth.
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE