Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay opened his mouth easily, a vicious voice sounding out, "On the day of my wife's accident, your family caused a great mess. You told me it was a coincidence, but I'm inclined to believe it was your

deliberate conspiracy to harm others.

"James, if anything happens to my wife, I want all of you and your family to be buried together with her."

James gulped.

Every cell in his body seemed to be frozen.

It made him feel a bone-piercing cold.

He thought that his foresight had always been very sharp and precise his entire life. Yet with regards to Rose, he really made an oversight.

Jay had never been close to women, so why did he have to love Rose Loyle, who was nothing special to look at, so crazily?

"Grayson, see the guest out," Jay said indifferently.

"Yes, Mr. Ares!" Grayson responded.

Jay regarded James scornfully. "In the future, if this person comes to look for me again, just beat him and drive him out."

James' face paled...

you hate me this

warning glance. "What are you still waiting for? Throw him

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and looked down at the tiny, ant-like shadow at the gate

why he hated him

Rose Foyle was Angeline Severe,

life, so his heart had died along with

a lifeless person

lay on the bed and held the phone left by

had been browsed through by

all the recorded notes in the

was to read every message on the phone

several audio recordings in the gallery. He also listened to them

and listened to it till the end before turning off the recording even though he could

to the empty recording, Jay received

for the next three days

silent, listening carefully to Grayson's

familiar voice ran

your evil clutches today anyway, I want to