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?"

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

a coquettish sneer. "Take me

with his limbs tied to the back of it. There was a black plastic bag over his

of him and motioned

Severe, this kind of man isn't

something to do

failed to talk her out of it, he walked up to Ken and removed the plastic bag from his

Ken's vision went from dark to light. He cast a sly glance

answered coldly, "You don't have the right

I don't know her," Ken smirked and said, "Gorgeous, none of those men could get anything out of me yesterday. I think you should just give

advise you to come clean because you'll end very badly if

"Oh, I'm so

with her eyes. With that, Grayson sauntered to Ken and then landed a kick on his crotch without

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