Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay suddenly felt that his kindness was a doubleedged sword. Although his kindness protected Jenson's image of his beloved motherly figure, Rose misused his kindness to confuse Jenson in order to get him to her.

'Shameless!'

At half-past midnight, Rose finally deciphered the hacker's password and resumed the operation of Qilin's website.

After Rose shut down the computer, closed all the doors and windows, everything was sorted for her to leave. She picked up her bag on the computer desk and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the office door was kicked open from the outside. Right in the middle of the door frame, the lights in the corridor backlit a tall and big figure.

Immediately, the figure's slender hand moved toward the light's switches beside the door and the dark office became brightly lit again.

"Sir Ares? Why are you here?" Rose looked at Jay, his entire body piercing cold that would scare anyone by the sight of him. Even though he was always a cold person, he was especially icy that day, so cold that it would make anyone shiver.

He strided toward rose, step by step with his long legs,

heart started racing

"Sir Ares!"

toward her. Rose was so frightened that she shut her eyes tight as she

the wall next to her. The luxurious marble inlaid

her chest undulated sharply. She started having trouble breathing. The copper colored eyes looked at

sliced through the air, "If you are angry at me, just hit me. What's the point

up." Jay growled at her. He stretched out his hand to hold her chin brutally and said viciously," Rose, do you know how much

he hated her. The amount of hate he had for her was the same amount of how much as she loved him. They were destined to be two intersecting straight lines, with only one intersection in their entire life, and then departing from each other further

Rose asked with a

dignified and decent person. If it was not for

gave birth

in Jenson. Are you happy with what you've done?" Jay roughly held Rose's shoulders and read her crimes against him in an aloof way as if

for a mother to get closer to me. Do you really think that you can slowly creep your way up to be my