Sir Ares, Goodnight

Josephine drilled holes into Zayne's frantic expression with her sharp gaze alone. This man could never lie even if it would cost him his life. The frequency of his blinks increased every time he lied. "Zayne!"

Already at the door with his hand on the knob, Zayne paused and turned when Josephine called out for him.

Josephine casually walked over with her arms crossed.

Out of the blue, her hand pinched Zayne's ear. She was fuming as she demanded, "Tell me the truth. What trouble is my brother in?"

Zayne chupsed in pain. "How would I know? It's your brother."

"My brother broke up with Sis Angeline, then forced her into inducing labor. Why are you condoning his ruthless ways?" Josephine shouted furiously.

Despite not understanding why Jay would induce labor on Angeline, Zayne believed that Jay Ares would only have done so with good reason, for Jay valued Angeline's life more than anything, even his own. Josephine's suspicion grew as she read Zayne's understanding for Jay from his face. "You would always jump at the chance to attack my brother

whenever he showed even the slightest sign of mistreating Sis Angeline, yet you seem to be absolutely fine now even when Jay's about to force her into a deep end. What are you hiding from me, Zayne?" Josephine grew agitated.

Not knowing how to defend himself, Zayne could only escape.

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