Sir Ares, Goodnight

Zayne slumped on the grass and suddenly slapped himself hard on the face.

He was feeling guilty and blaming himself for what happened to Josephine. However, things had come to a point where he could not do anything even if he wanted to. What was left was endless sorrow and melancholy.

When Angeline returned to her room, Jay was nowhere to be found.

Angeline searched the whole house for a long time before she found out that he was in the study with her grandfather discussing something in private.

Angeline sat at the stairs near the study and rested her cheeks on her palms, quietly waiting for Jay to come out.

Inside the study.

Old Master Severe and Jay were at the table. There was a piece of paper on it, and a fountain pen was in Old Master Severe's hand.

"Old Master Severe, you must have something you want to tell me since you've called me over to Swallow City?" Jay inquired.

nodded. "There's nothing that

shifted over to Jay's legs, and a pitiful gaze appeared in his eyes. "Do you have a guess who would have

me. My grandfather is just keeping quiet as he watches each tragic

gaze as deep as the bottom of the ocean. "I guess that everything goes back to something that happened before I was born. Old Master Severe, since you're my grandfather's close friend

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If Grandfather wanted to be honest and forthcoming toward me, he would've told me the truth

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much. Besides, I've been sworn to secrecy with a deathly oath

but Old Master Severe suddenly moved his hand that held the fountain pen. He dipped it into the ink and wrote in calligraphy style, 'Yorks'. Jay

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Severe then shot Jay an enigmatic gaze after he

meaning and gratefully said," Thank you, Old Master

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Severe

turned his head around. "Old Master Severe, do you have anything else to