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

man's gaze shifted over to Jay's legs, and a pitiful gaze appeared in his eyes.

these two years, many things have happened within the Ares family. My biological parents met with a fatal accident while my adoptive parents became estranged from me. My grandfather is just keeping quiet as he watches each tragic event happen

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 and is around his age, I'm sure you would've heard of some news. Could you give me

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

his gaze. "You're indeed an exceptionally smart

head. "I don't know much. Besides, I've been sworn to secrecy with a deathly oath

hand that held the fountain pen. He dipped it into the ink and wrote in calligraphy style, 'Yorks'. Jay

was his

shot Jay an enigmatic gaze after

and gratefully said,"

then navigated his wheelchair to leave

Master Severe suddenly called

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