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...

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

why he hated him

Rose Foyle was Angeline Severe, who

his heart had died

a lifeless person have

on the bed and held the phone

the phone had been browsed through by

could even recite all the recorded notes in the

his greatest pleasure was to read

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

every time and listened to it till the end before turning off the recording even though he could not hear anything. Today,

to the empty

the next three days over the phone, and

listening

a familiar voice

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