Chapter Thirty-Nine: Finding A Broker For Trading Golds
John Smith just came out of the warm shower. The steam relaxes his muscles, he takes a towel by the side and scuffs his long hair with it to shake it dry. Leaving his hair dried and clumping into a mess. Using his hand, he used his left hand to scoop it neatly into the left side of his face. After a job well done, he finally put on his clothes and walked to the kitchen. It had been a few days since his parents passed away. However, through a strange dream. The pressure of being alone and the sadness within had receded away much faster than he had thought.
He could not have imagined such a thing to happen and for that shock to go away in such a short amount of time does not make any sense. He believes that it must have something to d
