Chapter 672
Grace woke up in the middle of her sleep, groggy and opened her eyes.
Not seeing her aunt in the dark room, she cried out in fear.
Her crying and screaming soon brought George and Amon to her room.
George opened the door, turned on the lights, and picked up Grace to comfort her.
Amon quickly walked into the bathroom when he didn't see Taya in the room.
When he pushed open the bathroom door, he saw the blood on the floor and the pale woman lying in the bathtub. His heart skipped a beat.
"George, come and save her!"
He rushed forward, picked up Taya, and placed her on the ground before firmly holding her still bleeding wrist.
George rushed into the bathroom and saw Taya trying to take her own life by hurting her wrist. His heart instinctively trembled, but he quickly calmed down.
He shouted for a servant to bring the first-aid kit, quickly stopped the bleeding and began to rescue Taya in a hurry.
As Taya lay on the ground on the verge of death, George managed to pull her back from the brink of death.
"Bring her back to bed!" he commanded.
Amon then picked up Taya and placed her back on the bed. George put an oxygen mask on her and turned to Amon, asking, "Are you satisfied now?"
Amon did not respond. His eyes were fixed on Taya's pale face, filled with complicated emotions.
He stood there like a statue for a few minutes before reaching out to touch her hair.
Seeing this, George felt a strange feeling rising in his heart. He looked at Amon, who was stroking Taya's hair, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you want Rosalie’s wolf spirit, or do you want Ms. Palmer?"
Upon hearing this question, Amon was bewildered. "What do you mean?"
George walked up to him and said, "If you only want Rosalie’s wolf spirit, then take it out and let me put it into another body. Spare Ms. Palmer. But if you want Ms. Palmer, then treat her well."
Amon's gaze fell on the frail figure in front of him. He stared at her for a long time before coldly saying, "Rosalie’s last wish was to have her heart remain in her body, not given to someone else!"
George looked at him suspiciously and assessed him up and down. "Are you doing this for Rosalie’s last wish, or because you can't bear to let Ms. Palmer die?"
Amon's hand stopped on Taya's hair, and anger burst from his cold, fierce eyes. "Do you even know what you're saying?"
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