Chapter 552 Antarctica, East Africa, Old Friends
The man, who seemed thirty years older than ten years ago, looked at the group photo in his hand, and a tear slowly fell.
"Angela, my baby."
The man's eyes were extremely complicated. He had received the news, that news.
His mentor, friend, enemy, Alexander Isaacs, was dead.
At this moment, the man seemed to have his backbone taken away and completely lost his energy.
Memories of the past came to mind, a nightmare that had plagued Dr. Charles for ten years.
["Isaacs! I'm going to kill you!!!\