Sir Ares, Goodnight

As Grayson walked past Zayne, he asked him quietly," What happened? Did Ms. Severe recover from her mental illness already?"

Zayne glanced guiltily at Angelina who was walking in front of him. Covering his mouth with his hand, he lowered his voice to say, "I was in the ward yesterday lamenting about how her mental illness was getting worse. I contemplated sending her to a psychiatric hospital for treatment, but she suddenly went berserk when she heard what I said. She jumped up from the bed and bashed me up real good. She even claimed that she isn't mentally ill. Then this morning, she just recovered for some weird reason."

Grayson jumped for joy. "Does that mean she has stepped out of the shadows and accepted the president's passing?"

Zayne stroked his chin, looking very pessimistic." Well, she's not shutting herself out from the world anymore, but I doubt her mental illness has cured. Just look at that makeup she put on herself. It's like a palette of colors has tainted her pure and innocent face, making her look fiercer than a tigress. Also, just look at how cocky she behaved in the meeting today. She's just like a changed person. I fear that her mental illness has developed into schizophrenia."

Grayson stared speechlessly at Zayne. "Are you even

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"Have you seen other brothers complaining about their own sisters like that?" Grayson said.

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