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.

evoked a sense of

body into the sofa and pinched the bridge

look at the medicine Mr. Finn dropped off. They're ones to treat internal injuries, aren't they? I want you to know that

stared at Shirley with shock,

you, Big Sis," she

difficulties together." Angeline smiled faintly. "I think

textbook dignity a woman

on her back ever since her father abandoned the Severe family's courtyard.

should get some rest." Shirley prodded her gently, knowing that Angeline

returning to her room, sleep did not come easily to Angeline

following morning, the roar of an

on the second floor barefooted. She watched her father park the car before the door. Sera alighted it with smiles and laughter as she helped Grandfather out of

had no desire to stay and chat

a fit of anger, Angeline did not

the gates. She was always a respectful and doting wife. "Dad, Master, you're

stuttered, "Sera and I are