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.

dropped. Did this guy actually have

an unscrupulous private life, 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.

man's aura still so strong even when he was in such a destitute

stack of leaflets with the

the leaflets in his hands over and began

each leaflet -driver, bodyguard, teacher, doctor, painter, pianist... There were all sorts of

to him

was so filled with emotions that he started explaining himself. "I... I'm 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. If you're looking for

ask

"I am looking for a

short of a choreman who can help a

frowned at the thought of the greasy

on purpose. "Cleaner, yes

about moving bricks at a construction

him in his heart. 'You're sick, aren't you? I