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...

hate

guard a warning glance. "What are you

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looked down at the

never understand why he hated

because Rose Foyle was Angeline Severe, who was his

his

a lifeless person

and held the phone

in the phone had been browsed through

the recorded notes in the

pleasure was to read every message on

several audio recordings in the gallery. He also listened to

till the end before turning off the recording even though he could not hear anything. Today, Jay listened to the recordings once

time to listen to the empty recording,

the next three days over the phone, and the reporting time

silent, listening carefully

familiar voice ran through his

clutches today anyway, I want to hear the truth. Have you ever loved Angeline Severe?"