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

at him eagerly. "Hurry up

as you are, you still can't compare to Jay. You have commendable skills yet were vanquished by him. You may be the king of

that he did not even

away from Carson lest they suffer from Cole's

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

down the palm that he

I heard that Jay is a billionaire president, but you're

said, "Angelina

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

like he understood. "How do you suggest I use my money

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

to every request

get the girl if you're reluctant to sacrifice your

at him. "Get

knew that this was not going to work. How could a prideful man like Young Master pester a woman