Chapter 152: You're Just a Junior

Ramon Baxter didn't feel put on the spot. Eugene Chandler, on the other hand, was already getting a headache on his behalf. As he himself mused, the choice was impossible. When the choice was impossible, why force it? A sensible man wouldn't. Only a fool would. "Ramon," Eugene sighed, "whether it's me, or Douglas, or Oscar-we're all at this age. Who knows how many years we have left? I really want to see you settle down." He was past seventy. By a normal human lifespan, eighty was around the...