Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline's stubborn streak peaked out. "Since we can't proceed with any discharges now, Mr. President, how about you stay for another day-" "Get out!" Furious, Jay's tone shook the ground.

Angeline immediately surrendered. "Okay, okay. Don't get angry, negative emotions are bad for recovery. I'll get out. I'll get out right now."

Then, she ran out without lingering for an extra moment.

In her panic, she had forgotten to shut the door properly behind her.

Jay's eyes sparkled.

From the door drifted in the whispered conversation between Grayson and Angeline.

"How's the president, Missus?" Grayson asked nervously.

"I'm not too sure. He's angry, but that's probably because I didn't approve of his discharge," Angeline answered confusedly.

Then she added, not convinced by her own explanation, "Unless it's menopause?"

Grayson's lips twitched as he reminded. "The president's at the prime of his time, Missus!

Menopause is ages away."

the president recognize you, Missus?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find

were and how deeply he loved Angeline, Grayson felt there

missus, then it would explain his

door, her heart still shaking from residual fear. "I don't think

continued with a saddened tone, "Plus, why would he rage at me like that if he had recognized me? Don't people say 'distance makes the heart grow fonder'? Shouldn't he be elated instead?" Grayson was at a

were safe. Do you know how worried about you the president was?"

How could she contact him when not even she herself knew if she would return safely after such a momentous

he heard

even his tear ducts a

out your explanation for leaving without a

understanding. "Don't worry, I'll come up with a better explanation next

Grayson was speechless."..."

Grayson shook his head

person on earth who would dare to feed his boss with

change his mind, Grayson had no other choice but to