Sir Ares, Goodnight

This woman really was the queen of all she-devils. As to the rule that men should not lay a finger on women, she might just be the only exception. Angelina,"..."

Angeline was furious, so she roared at Grayson." Grayson, are you blind? Can't you see these two people taunting your president? Drag them out!"

Grayson had a horrible look on his face. He walked over to Jay and said to him amiably, "Sir, the president isn't in a good mood today. If there are any more matters, I'd suggest that you come again tomorrow." Jay replied, "It must be her menopause that she's not in a good mood every day."

Angeline was livid. "Do you think that because you have those looks that I'll spare you?"

Jay's face was ashen.

He knew that Angeline viewed him as some sort of adonis who could be pushed around. This was a direct humiliation for a dominant man like Jay.

Grayson saw that both of them were about to erupt into a full-on fight, so he quickly diffused the situation. He said to Jay with a friendly tone, "Sir, Pierre Hanes forged his credentials, so there were

problems with the site supervision. The other fishermen are inside to help out with the investigation, not because the president wanted to put them there for nothing."

Jay heard that, he looked

making her feel bad, so she

them lock up those fishermen b*stards until hell freezes over.

Angeline, dumbfounded.

"You didn't clear up your facts before interrogating

be merciful and let them go. We fishermen live harsh lives. We don't get paid enough back home. Now that we're away from home to work, we're in this mess already. They're all locked

inside her after listening

how harsh

"Don't cry. There's

front of

and walked

"You stay

glowered at Angeline with

going to give me more

going