Sir Ares, Goodnight

"What do you mean by just the right amount?" the reporter asked, puzzled.

"When we run into problems, we should be brave enough to share our difficulties with one another instead of bearing the weight alone and suffering in silence."

Quietly, Jay stared at Angeline on the screen, a questioning sneer pouring out of his eyes.

She portrayed such indiscriminate love in front of him, yet pretended to sound loyal during the interview.

What a drama queen!

Zayne appeared abruptly and sat down next to Jay.

He stared at the screen and roasted Angeline to his heart's content. "I know this tigress. She's Grand Asia Empire's empress. Her eyes are usually placed on the back of her head and she carries herself in an extremely haughty manner. She has a bunch of male board members beneath her who will do whatever she tells them to."

Jay looked at Zayne, a trace of unapproachable loftiness and coldness intermingling in his deep, profound eyes.

"Get lost." His voice was low and terrifying, like the deep and furious roar of a beast.

Did this guy actually have

there was no denying that she had lent him a helping hand. He was a man who knew how to distinguish between kindness and hatred. Jay was revolted

Why was this man's aura still so strong even when he was in such a destitute state?

a stack of leaflets with the word

leaflets in his hands over and began

printed on each leaflet -driver, bodyguard, teacher, doctor,

to him angrily and spat out a word.

not a liar. I'm a PR member of a headhunting company, and I'm responsible for collecting and compiling job vacancies positions for various companies.

to ask me

Zayne suspiciously. "I am looking for a job,

on a proper attitude. "I happen to be short of a choreman who can help a school cafeteria in doing

the thought

his leg on purpose. "Cleaner,

construction site? It pays

fun cursing him in his heart. 'You're sick,