Sir Ares, Goodnight

When Jay rushed to the 'Flower Field of Romance', his low profile luxury Rolls-Royce Silver Angel was obstructed by the long convoy of sports cars in front of him. "Who did this stupid thing?" Jay grimaced and questioned the instigator, Cole's, IQ.

Grayson, who was behind the wheel, was trying to dodge President Ares' bad mood just as he always had like a ninja turtle.

After checking the map, Finn suggested. "President Ares, there's still about 1,300 yards to the flower field. If you're in a hurry, we might as well walk over." "Yeah." Jay nodded.

Finn pushed Jay's wheelchair and left while Grayson stayed with the car.

As soon as President Ares left, the uninhibited unruliness in Grayson's body was released from head to toe and he began shooting his mouth off at the culprit who caused the traffic jam. "Dumb*ss, you're here to attend the wedding, not to show off your luxury cars. Isn't it just a Land Rover? What's so great about it? Who the f*ck amongst everyone who is able to attend this wedding has not seen a Land Rover? Damn! Absolute dumb*ss!"

Finn pushed Jay to the entrance of the flower field.

Angeline had turned a blind eye to Jay's arrival, and she kept on chatting with Cole.

"Cole, thank you for coming to support the Severe family. Now that you're here, our family's wedding banquet will be splendid."

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