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."

grimly,

Uh.

thought about it for a

eagerly. "Hurry up

get the girl. Unfortunately, as charming as you are, you still can't compare to Jay. You have commendable skills yet were vanquished by him.

so vividly that he did not even notice how much Cole

away from Carson lest they suffer from

Carson changed his words abruptly, "Although we're inferior to him in everything,

he had raised into the air.

a billionaire president, but

"Angelina isn't a

money, you can do anything you like. If Miss Severe isn't someone who worships money, that just means that you didn't

do you suggest I use my

mall. If Miss Severe wants to travel, make sure that the private jet is always on call ... As long as you can make

to agree to every request

Master, you won't get the girl if you're reluctant to sacrifice your dignity." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

at him.

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