Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jean exclaimed, "How can this be a coincidence? Just think about it. Of all the times Big Sis could have run, she decided to run now. She must have planned this with Sean Bell so that he would pick her up

from here. Am I wrong?"

Jay glared despondently at him. "Shut your mouth before I kill you."

Jean merely replied in a displeased tone, "It's okay. So what if Big Sis ran away? You still have me, right? Don't worry, I'll never tell anyone about such a scandal. That is, as long as you give Ange back to me." Hostility flared in Jay's eyes as he watched Sean Bell's car slowly disappear from his view.

After speeding at 120 miles an hour the entire way, Sean only dared to park his sports car by the roadside after double-checking to make sure no one had followed them.

"It's unlike Sir Ares to not follow us." Sean mulled over.

Rose, however, disagreed, for this was not the first time she had slipped past his fingertips.

Facing Rose's new tomboyish appearance, Sean chuckled humorlessly. "I thought Sir Ares preferred girls with long hair. Did you cut it short just to spite him?"

Rose's expression immediately saddened. She had made it clear to herself ever since Jay's mother threw her out of Garden Of A Diary that she would never live submissively for other people again.

She would live for herself.

live for

has nothing to do with him,"

froze. "So what now? Offending Sir Ares makes living

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"I don't personally mind, but whether you'd dare to stay with me or not is the actual question. You know very well that everyone around me is ferocious and difficult to deal with." Rose snapped her fingers in front of Sean. "Close your eyes and

compliantly followed and shut his eyes before opening

never have recognized her had it not been for the clothes she was wearing.

pointed a finger at her

smiled radiantly. "Can you change into something

that the ever so elegant

all in stride." You have to understand. When doing business with men, the most powerful weapon a woman has is her chest. When a man is too

wearing an expression of someone who had just learned something

was theory and not

work. Also, this short hair is

"Got it!" Rose acknowledged.

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