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."

is because of you, Mr. President. You're the one who taught her to face obstacles head-on. If you want Miss Severe to stop bothering

spared the president a glance. "But I fear that you wouldn't want to do such a

Jay demanded, "Speak!"

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

sinister gaze. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

another method?"

no experience

he knew about dating was from word-of-mouth rumors. Not that he had heard much either. It was fortunate that his mind was quick, so he could guess the rest from what he

the president is against Miss Severe dating another man, then there's another plan. You'll have to date someone else so that

knew this was a dangerous plan, but he could not think of anything better. He spoke, "Arrange

Grayson replied, "Yes, Sir."

fetched out a handkerchief and

bodyguards at 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 like

at him. "The president wants

just occurred to the president, the two's big brains immediately deduced the

one in the world who could come