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.

suddenly. He thought about it for a very long time when a lightbulb lit up in his

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 to Jay. You have commendable

did not even notice

lest they

as Cole was about to hack Carson to death, Carson changed his words abruptly, "Although we're

the palm that he had raised

is a billionaire president, but

said, "Angelina isn't 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,

he understood. "How do you suggest I use

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

want me to agree to every request she makes? The Yorks men will not spoil their

helpless look on his face. "Young Master, you won't get the girl if you're reluctant to sacrifice your

waved at him.

rest knew that this was not going to work. How could a prideful man like Young Master pester a woman over and over again just to