Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline just picked up the phone and the soft voice of a man came from the other end of the line. "Darling, guess who I am?"

"Damn, I would recognize you even if you were reduced to ash. Peter. It's you!" Angeline remembered Mr. Peter's voice very vividly because it was he who accompanied her through her dark times. "Then do you know where I am right now?" Peter's voice was laced with dissatisfaction.

Angeline was his client, but she ran off before the healing stage was complete. Just so that Angelina's face would not collapse and fall apart later on, Peter came all the way to Imperial City to continue his service to her.

Angeline already sensed what he was getting at, she said with surprise, "You're in Imperial City?"

"Pinnacle Hotel, get your *ss here right now," said Peter.

Angeline looked at the maelstrom that was going on outside, "Can we make it tomorrow?"

Peter was agitated, "I came from so far away just to see you and now you're making demands? I only have six hours, it's all up to you." *Slam*

He slammed down on the phone with much fury.

Angeline made a face at the phone and muttered," Since you came all the way to see me, I'll give you some face."

up the wardrobe and began

Jay had a cold aura surrounding

her out this late into the night and she agreed

could not stop her from

beaming with joy, picking

skirt with a sweater over it. In Jay's eyes, however, that

of the wheelchair with so much force like he was gripping at that b*stard, not letting go until

walked over to Jay and asked tenderly, "Mr. President,

coldness lingering about him, he looked at her with a

Angeline nodded, "Mm."

nothing more than a word without any description that came along with it

chatterbox like her who gave him such a simple answer made him

further. Instead, he said calmly,

squatted and lifted him onto the bed. Every time she did that, she was very careful and mindful about it. It was as if he was an expensive vase and she treated him

Angeline shuddered.