Sir Ares, Goodnight

"No, Swallow City."

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Why didn't you start your business somewhere closer to home?" Rose Loyle asked.

"I wanted to transfer the crisis of my family business... " Before Zayne had a chance to finish, Francis started coughing continuously.

Zayne quickly changed the topic. "I want to build an empire of my own."

"Is President Severe married?"

"Not yet."

"Aren't your parents anxious?"

"No, but my grandfather is. He's so anxious that he fell ill."

When Rose heard that her grandfather was sick, there was a slightly dumbfounded look in her eyes.

grandfather had always been strong and healthy.

old man okay?" she

mirror, assessing Rose's every move. Her concern for Old Man Severe seemed

man fell ill from all the grief. He hasn't been able to recover since." When Rose heard

regular home-cooked dishes. Zayne

don't like wasting the company's money." Francis quickly dropped the double-cooked pork he

considerate of Zayne. Could it be

rolled her eyes at him. "Aren't you the one who's

welling

spout nonsense, Miss Foyle. Francis and I are just childhood

on the other hand, began to laugh uninhibitedly. "You have a sharp

people usually take a long time to notice that Zayne and I have an

clenched his fist and started hitting Francis' back. "How many times have I told you?

blame me. Blame your parents

just called you Zack. Why did they have

listening to their banter. As they fought, she just ate her

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