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."

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against the door, her heart still shaking

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

you message him or tell him you were safe. Do you know how worried about you

even she herself knew if she would return safely after

he heard her reply. His

even his tear ducts

for

one of complete understanding. "Don't worry, I'll come up

Grayson was speechless."..."

with'? Grayson shook his head

was probably the only person on earth who would dare to feed his

had been no progress in persuading the president to change his mind, Grayson had no other choice but to resign himself to proceed