Sir Ares, Goodnight

At the thought of how Marilyn had altered and manipulated his life maliciously, he could feel anger surging within him, reaching all parts of his body with nowhere to vent it out.

All of a sudden, a melody started playing in the dead of night. The piano music was so soft and gentle it felt just like a breeze that was bringing comfort into his heart, soothing all unease and restlessness. Slowly, his irritability diminished.

He suddenly remembered that he had yet to receive a reply after he told Baby Zetty's mother about his resignation.

He wondered what had happened to her.

Under the hypnotic melody, he felt drowsy and soon fell asleep after climbing back to bed.

The next day.

Angelina arrived at Grand Asia's underground garbage room very early in the morning. Grayson and the other Ghost members were already waiting outside. The moment they saw Angeline, all of them greeted her reverently, "Ms. Severe."

Angeline took off her white coat and tossed it to Grayson, asking, "He hasn't confessed yet?"

strong. He refuses to reveal a thing no matter how we torture and

crimson lips curled into a coquettish sneer.

Angeline into the basement. Ken was sitting on a chair with his limbs

chair in front of him and motioned to Grayson.

hesitated a little. "Ms. Severe, this kind of man

this had something to do with Jay, so why should she be

walked

from dark to light. He cast a sly glance at Angeline. "Who are

don't

him, "Why was Marilyn Auberge's card with you?" "Marilyn Auberge? Who is she? I don't know her," Ken smirked and said, "Gorgeous, none of those men could get anything out of me yesterday. I think you

warned grimly. "I advise you to come clean because you'll end

"Oh, I'm

that, Grayson sauntered to Ken and then landed a kick on his crotch

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