Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay took the elevator from the basement straight to the ninth floor.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, he stared at Grand Asia's entrance below. The group of people was still there, which meant so was Angeline.

Jay frowned. Their words were sharp and difficult to hear. He wished that Angeline would leave soon before her self-confidence got beaten up by their criticisms.

Angeline stood at Grand Asia's entrance like an abandoned doll. She stood blankly, soulless and calm.

After a long while... The group of people finally scattered, and Angeline left Grand Asia while feeling disheartened.

Tugging hard on the tie that closed on him like shackles, Jay felt himself finally able to breathe.

He flipped open the document only to realize his mind was filled with Angeline's begrudging expression.

Unable to concentrate, he snapped the file close and leaned against the back of his wheelchair with a frustrated shout, "Grayson."

Grayson entered the room in agitation. "Is there anything I can help with, Mr. President?" "Do you have a plan that will get Angeline to give me u

p? I don't want today's events happening again."

the one who taught her to face

president a glance. "But I fear that you wouldn't want

Jay demanded, "Speak!"

a breakup is with a newfound relationship. If Miss Severe finds herself falling for another man, I'm sure she'll

sinister gaze.

another method?"

almost no

from word-of-mouth rumors. Not that he had heard much either. It was fortunate

plan. You'll have to date

anything better. He spoke, "Arrange for a suitable girlfriend before Angeline appears

Grayson replied, "Yes, Sir."

fetched out a handkerchief and dabbed the cold sweat

the door, Storm, and Tempest, watched Grayson exit with an expression of relief. Tempest could not help but tease, saying, "What mission did the president hand you, Gray? You look

rolled his eyes at him. "The president wants me to find

president, the two's big brains

sure you're the only one in the world who could come