Sir Ares, Goodnight

At the time, Old Master Severe thought that Jay's worries were unnecessary and vowed solemnly to him, "Don't worry, Jay. Although George has another family out there, I won't allow him to let them step into our family's threshold as long as I live."

His vow still rang in his ears.

A shameful look emerged on Old Master Severe's face.

"Jay, Severe Enterprise is left with no choice but to make the decision to support Sera. Angeline is lovesick and has no intention of running the company. If we hand over Severe Enterprise to her, even I will be worried, let alone her father," Old Master Severe explained his current predicament.

A charming sneer emerged in Jay's hawk-like eyes. "Old Master Severe, we're both wise folks, so there's really no need to give all these high-sounding mendacious statements."

After a pause, he continued, "I know that you're in poor health and that there's no use for me to discuss this with you now that your son is in power. I think I should just talk to your son."

Old Master Severe looked as though he was put in a tight spot. "He's not here."

The corners of Jay's lips tucked into a malicious sneer. "Ask him to come over then."

This explained why Angeline had suffered so much mistreatment. In the eyes of the Severe family members,

make the Severe family, these ingratiating villains, regret

Severe ordered Lady Severe, "Give George a

nodded meekly and

arrived with Anne and the rest of the

well, and here I thought that something big has happened. Turns out that Master

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fruit plate and flicked them gently, hitting

to turn into a dumb. Who gave you the courage to treat our president so rudely?"

arrived. With a sullen expression, he sat down in front of Old Master Severe and asked coldly, "To

George's attitude toward him made

Mr. Severe about the contract termination

much business cooperation. What Master Ares wants

looked at George's unaffected expression and felt