Seeing so much blood, Grace quickly caught on.
Strange Uncle did not fire at her but chose to shoot himself.
In order to protect her, the man had turned himself into the target.
Grace wanted to see if he was all right. She had to!
However, she was unable to break free from the bodyguard.
Helpless, Grace suddenly burst out crying.
“Strange Uncle, get up! Come over and give me a hug, okay?”
Amon sat on the chair, still maintaining a calm and nonchalant posture.
He looked at Grace from a distance and struggled to calm her down as his lips quivered.
“Grace… don’t cry…”
When he spoke, blood surged out from his mouth.
The gushing blood made Grace’s face turn pale with fright.
“Daddy, please save Strange Uncle! Hurry…”
The man whom she called daddy didn’t respond. He walked up to Amon in military boots and sneered at him coldly.
“Amon, I didn’t expect you would end up like this.”
Casare touched the blood flowing from the corners of Amon’s mouth, rubbed it between his fingers, then bent down to look at him.
“Do you still remember what I told you the day you and Rosalie were together?”
He said that sooner or later, he would make Amon kill himself and take everything away from the Yardley pack.
With Amon dead, his next target would be the entire Yardley pack!
But he planned to take his time.
Casare reached out his hand and patted Amon’s bloodless face.
“Amon, I’ll take good care of your daughter.””
After letting out a sly smile, he straightened up and stepped down the steps in his military boots.
Seeing that Casare was leaving, the bodyguard immediately followed him out of the theater, carrying Grace.
Being carried away, Grace twisted her small body and craned her neck as she shouted, “Strange Uncle!”
Amon, who was gradually losing consciousness, heard her cry and forced out a soft reply, “Grace… study hard in the future… don’t play with guns…”
Even though his voice was soft, Grace heard it, and answered in tears, “Strange Uncle, I promise you that I’ll study hard in the future and stop playing with guns. Promise me that you must live happily, okay?”
Amon’s tears rolled down uncontrollably.
He looked at Grace as she was carried out of sight and let out a slight nod.
“Okay.”
“If there is a next life, I’ll live happily…”
Lying on the ground, George cried desperately.
However, he was tied up and couldn’t save Amon.
He could only look on as the man gradually lost his vital signs.
This was the most helpless moment since George became a doctor!
He didn’t expect Casare would be so heartless as to let him, a doctor, watch his friend die before his eyes!
Amon looked at George as the man broke down in tears.
He wanted to tell him not to cry, but he no longer had the strength to speak.
When Griffon rushed over, he found Amon lying lifelessly on the chair in blood.
Despite having seen countless blo ody scenes, he still frowned upon seeing this.
He crossed the steps, hurried over to Amon, and reached out his hand to check his breath.
Before he could feel his breath, a blo ody hand gently touched his suit pants.
Barely hanging on, Amon opened his dull eyes and parted his lips as he looked at Griffon.
“Taya…”
He wanted to see Taya.
In Harper’s study, Taya used a ruler to create her drawing. Although she was focused, the line she drew was still crooked.
She felt uncomfortable deep down, as if something was about to be lost and was somehow affecting her emotions.
Feeling restless, she put down her pencil and flopped onto her chair, then rubbed her brow.
The mobile phone placed next to the desk rang at this moment.
Seeing the caller was Griffon, Taya reached out her hand and tapped the answer button, putting it on speakerphone.
“Griffon, how is it? Have you found Amon?”
There was silence for a few seconds, and the cold yet magnetic voice came.
“Taya, come to see Amon for the last time.”
Stunned, Taya felt suffocated, as if her heart had stopped.
This emotion was not hers, but she was influenced by it despite herself.
Picking up the phone, she frantically got up and accidentally knocked against the corner of the desk.
She hissed in pain, and the man on the other end knitted his thick eyebrows slightly. Guessing that she was anxious, he didn’t say much.
“He has been sent to Stella’s hospital, and I’ve sent someone to pick you up.”
When Taya arrived at the hospital, Griffon’ tall figure stood at the door of the ward with one hand in his pocket.
“Griffon, how is he?”
Panting heavily, she ran over to him. Overly anxious, her forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat.
Griffon took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and answered her question as he wiped her sweat.
“He stopped bleeding, but the bullet struck his heart, and he won’t be able to make it.”
On the way here, Taya had already asked about Amon’s situation on the phone and knew it was Casare who did it.
Having not told him Amon was in the cemetery, she didn’t expect Casare to be able to find Amon so quickly.
“That f*cking liar told me the eight months were up and wanted Amon to return Grace to him even though he was here to kill him!” She thought angrily.
“Fortunately, I didn’t tell Casare where Amon was, or else I would be the one who caused this!”
Thinking that she was almost used and that Grace was forced by Casare to shoot her biological father, Taya trembled in anger.
“I’ll make sure Grace is safe. Go see Amon.