Chapter 52: A Del Roca
Inside the study room, Timeus was busy rearranging the electronic information and some hard copies of information, which was in fact books. “Timeus,” Schader happily called out. “You still like arranging your books?” A smile that is usually invisible, cracked on Timeus’s face. “Uncle. I’m glad that you are safe.” “Why would I not be safe? Anyway, I didn’t come here to just say hello, rather than that. I wanted to tell you that I am glad that you agree with them.” Schader happily patted Timeus’s shoulder. The smile disappeared. And a serious dissatisfied face was revealed on Timeus's face. “I don’t.” “What do you mean ‘You don’t’?” “Uncle… We both know I despised those Humex. And… that fact never changes.” “Timeus… You- Didn’t you even ever thought about using them-” “Uncle. I don’t
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