Sir Ares, Goodnight

Finn arrived at Jay's private ward. Jay lay on the bed, his back all whipped and bloody. He seemed to be on the brink of death.

Finn got down on a knee and said softly, "Mr. Ares."

Jay opened his eyes slowly. When his bleary gaze focused on Finn's face, his lips fluttered excitedly. He was putting in a lot of effort, but no sound came out.

He was too weak.

Finn had to place his ear right next to Jay's lips before he could hear the sounds of his low, faint breaths.

"The Ares family has nothing to do with Angelina's disappearance. Finn, focus on that car and continue tracing its whereabouts. The owner must be someone important."

Finn replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Ares. I'll make sure I find the missus. You just focus on getting better."

Jay's head felt heavy. His thoughts were all fixed on Angelina, and he felt nothing but regret.

and took Old Master Severe's advice, I wouldn't have given up on Angelina. Similarly,

was surrounded by a group of uniformed men, all of who had a gun strapped to their waist. They

the atmosphere within the villa was

her core the

casually in a T-shirt and seemed to

weak. You've been unconscious for eight days. I've already given you the most expensive anti-inflammatory medicine

the caves-Clear and cool, it felt like

confusion apparent on her face.

flirting with men is so old-fashioned. I didn't think you were just pretty without any

have been carved into his face. His eyes and brows made him seem like he was smiling, even when he was not. He was devastatingly handsome. However, when compared to Jay,

although never smiled and had the nickname of 'ice sculpture', he always emanated powerful, stern vibes. He made her feel

lost interest in Jay. This man

her ' uninterested' attitude. "Are you

not know

her