Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Where're you taking my man?"

Rose swayed on her feet as she tried to follow after them. However, her path was blocked with a terrifyingly angry Jay Ares.

"Who am I?"

Rose stared at him. Blinking innocently, she lifted a hand to rub her sleepy eyes in a confused manner. " Haven't we met before, handsome?"

Grinding his molars, Jay stared coldly at her. "You tell _ H

me.

Rose smiled foolishly. "I'm very extroverted when it comes to handsome men, you see. Though you do look familiar, I don't think I've met you before. Since every fortune of mine from my previous and current life has been wasted on Jay Ares, that stupidly handsome b* stard."

Jay's chiseled features twitched.

Rose had both praised and scolded him with one mere sentence. His reticent expression revealed that he did not know whether to laugh or cry in response.

He watched Rose place a friendly arm on his shoulder in the aforementioned extroverted manner. She was drunk beyond comprehension.

She must have drunk a lot to arrive at this point of

incoherence.

know how

expression remained indifferent.

'hostage'. "You see that wretched man? Wallop him hard for me, so hard you

what had he done that warranted the missus' desire to punish him like

do I get

himself. The president would not sacrifice him to get on

you want

"Come home and sleep

the rest were shell shocked by the

known for his cold and unfeeling

was time to rewrite their impression

away and smiled

of alcohol was potent in her

She had never used that with him before. Rose approached him with a bright smile as she clung to his arm

Right then...

expression immediately shifted as she lifted her leg to knee the

indifferent expression

the bodyguards were

screwed. They should have read

not their

been hit where it hurt most by

was like saying goodbye