Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Young Master, everyone is saying that women love bad guys... In my opinion, Miss Severe doesn't like a gentleman like you!"

Cole frowned. "You think I'm not bad enough?"

Uh. Carson clammed up sulkily.

After a long pause, Carson reluctantly added, "You're plain evil, Young Master, but you're cloaked in a sheep's skin, so how is Miss Severe supposed to see your true colors?"

Cole said, "So you want me to show her my true colors? What if I frighten her?"

This plan would not work!

Carson pondered for a very long time. "Could Miss Severe be a face-judger?"

Cole touched his face, then asked with a faint smile, "Do I look that bad?"

When Cole caught a glimpse of Carson's subtle ' inexpressible' gaze, he lamented and expressed his indignation on why heaven had made Jay after making Cole.

Carson said carefully, "You look good, Young Master, but you're just a teensy-weensy bit worse than that otherworldly beauty Jay."

asked grimly, "Are you

Uh.

about it for a very long time when a lightbulb lit up

him eagerly.

"Young Master, you like Miss Severe, but Miss Severe likes Jay. In other words, you only need to beat Jay to get the girl. Unfortunately, as charming as you are, you still can't compare

vividly that he did not even notice how much Cole

from Carson lest they

abruptly, "Although

down the palm that he had raised

that Jay is a billionaire president,

said, "Angelina isn't

out a cunning smile. "Young Master, as the saying goes, with money, you can do anything you like. If Miss Severe isn't someone who worships money, that just

understood. "How do you

Miss Severe wants to travel, make sure that the private jet is always on call ... As long as you can make her have rich man's disease, then Jay won't be able to satisfy her anymore."

eyebrow. "You want me to agree to every request

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waved at

going to work. How could a prideful man like Young Master pester a woman over