Sir Ares, Goodnight

"I can't accept such expensive things, Finn," Angeline claimed.

When in truth, she was only rejecting the boxes because they had come from Jay Ares, a man Angeline no longer wished to have anything to do with anymore. Finn smiled. "It is the president's wish, Miss Severe."

Angeline pulled a long face. "Even more the reason I cannot accept."

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Finn took the lifeline Shirley tossed over. "You know how the president is, Miss Severe. I'd surely be punished if I couldn't follow orders. If you're adamant on returning these gifts, Miss Severe, it would be best that you return them to the president yourself."

Angeline stopped protesting.

After Finn had loaded everything off the car, Shirley approached with a courteous invite. "Would you like to come in for tea, Mr. Finn? You must be tired from all the driving."

Finn smiled warmly. "Thanks for the invite, Ms. Thomas, but I really shouldn't. The president's waiting

for my return."

With that, Finn drove off.

house, the empty hall evoked

into the sofa and pinched

Shirley took the seat beside the sofa and cradled Angeline's hand in hers. She asked with concern, "I took a look at the medicine Mr. Finn dropped off. They're ones to treat internal injuries, aren't they? I want you to know that it's alright to tell me if you're injured, okay? After all, I promised

Shirley with shock, moved by her

you, Big Sis," she replied,

family. Family means we get through difficulties together." Angeline smiled faintly. "I think I finally understand

the textbook

back ever since her father abandoned the Severe family's courtyard. With no ulterior motives,

prodded her gently, knowing that Angeline

room, sleep did not come

of an engine sounded

barefooted. She watched her father park the car before the

was evident that her father had no desire to stay and chat over

a fit of anger, Angeline did not want to

open the gates. She was always

George Severe's features as the man stuttered, "Sera and I are here to send