Sir Ares, Goodnight

Blinking her eyes open, Angeline looked around the familiar environment. Right, it was where Jay had forcefully induced her labor.

Angeline stared in surprise as two gentle and prettylooking maids entered the room with a cleaning basin. "I heard thunders and explosions from Imperial Capital last night. What was that all about?" The two maids halted, their eyes immediately reddening. They choked out a reply, "We don't know what happened either, except that it came from Tourmaline Estate."

Angeline's expression grew doubtful. "You're hiding something from me, aren't you?"

The two maids hung their heads, not daring to speak another word.

Lifting the covers, Angeline ran out barefooted.

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Angeline reached out to pinch the man's lapels. Such quality suits could only come from Grand Asia.

"Where's Jay Ares?" Angeline immediately assumed that Jay must have locked her up in this mysterious place.

Not knowing how to answer Angeline's question, the two members opted to remain silent.

four of them worked under Jay, or how else could she explain the unspoken agreement to not answer any of her questions? Angeline searched every

she found was Grayson, walking out of the study with a new copy of their divorce papers. Walking toward Angeline, Grayson spoke in a grim tone, "The president is sorry for his selfish

the

to read through

today, she would take a good look at

the first page, the anger in Angeline's eyes slowly

but had given her all his assets as well. The word 'Majeure' was written on the line stating the reason for the divorce. It was

she tried

grabbed Grayson's hand. "What happened

hung from snapped at

he was unable to

"Ms. President, Master Jay-"

gulped. "I should not be the one to tell you the news,

Angeline's heart racing even wilder

Despite her franticness, Grayson's 'Ms. President'