chapter 20 Heaven

Every morning, as soon as I get up, I feel the urge to take a nap.

Climbing out of bed weakly, I glanced at the opposite floor out of habit. The door to the balcony was still closed and the curtains were still tightly drawn.

Coyne Winston shook his head in disappointment and left the room to get ready for work. However, when he arrived at the bus stop, he remembered that his grandpa Mao, who had robbed the rich from Freed Klein and helped the poor, had been raided by the eighth...