Sir Ares, Goodnight

Without a car of her own, Josephine could only hail a ride to the rural Tourmaline Estate.

Standing at the intersection, she hailed a cab.

After getting in the car, another figure suddenly approached from behind the car and pulled open the door. They climbed in to sit next to Josephine.

Josephine stared at Zayne with confusion in her eyes. "Are you stalking me, Zayne Severe?"

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He spared Josephine's curvy figure a disdainful gaze and gulped. The words he spoke were the complete opposite of the thoughts in his mind. "Who would want to stalk a flat-chested woman like you?" Josephine raised a fist and began to hit Zayne. "I'm a D cup! What's this condescending look you're giving m e?"

"D cup?" Zayne asked doubtfully. "I'd say C cup at most."

The taxi driver grew uncomfortable. "Cough cough, where would you two like to go?"

"Tourmaline Estate." "Eminent Limited"

Josephine glared at Zayne. "Be a gentleman. Ladies first."

"But I'm in

Josephine relented. "Alright."

car made a turn back toward Eminent

20 minutes later.

taxi arrived

down with me. I'll drive

that Zayne was a married man and that she should keep her distance from

body seemed to move and follow him before she

look that was sterner than a veteran's. Looking around Zayne's Eminent Limited, Josephine found that the company was in a state of

work and the offices were

to your company,

heart-rendingly. "The company went

saying, "So what if you've gone bankrupt? What was the saying again? It's better to lose the saddle than

with a mischievous tone, "Though I suppose you would be rather broke

despondent. "I would

is better than to die." Josephine glared." You're not a child anymore. Being broke doesn't warrant death. There's nothing to be ashamed about

expression, Zayne marched toward