Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay was allergic to alcohol, hence his lips barely touched any.

However, he deliberately went and greeted everyone and did not refuse anyone who toasted to him. Rose had no choice but to step forward for Jay and drink his share for him.

Consequently, Rose ended up losing track of how many glasses of wine she had drunk. Her stomach was overwhelmed by the amount of liquid, and she started feeling sick. Finally, she conceded and asked Jay for help.

"I can't drink anymore, Sir Ares." She clutched onto her stomach with a pale face. Sweat was oozing out of her forehead. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jay looked at her increasingly sick expression, and his eyes were cold. The tone he used was even colder." You're oh-so capable, aren't you? You even drank 12 glasses of liquor!"

It was a powerless mocking for the resentment he felt.

'Why'd you have to drink this much when you can't actually withstand it?'

Fortunately, she was with him today. If it were any other hypocrite with a lustful scheme, how could she protect herself?

Rose could not hear past his ridicule and raised her head to squeeze a weak, wry smile toward him.

"I used to drink even more!"

'Unrepentant?'

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not care less about the rewards. When she heard that it was a big client he wanted to work with, she stood up straight and

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to him? That she could not care less about her body for him to achieve

German, and Jay pretended not to understand him. He turned around and asked Rose, "Can you translate for me?" How could Rose have known that it was a test? She thought that he wanted a decent translation to preserve his credibility. Hence, she proceeded to translate for him. "He's

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