Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Okay."

Zayne sent a firm and decisive message to Grayson.

Zayne: [Angeline can't control or manage Grand Asia anymore. Figure out a solution yourself.]

When Grayson saw his text, he surmised that something had to be very wrong with Angelina's health.

Grayson stood in front of the french windows while gazing at the rising sun with a dark and gloomy face. "I s God really going to bring Grand Asia to an end this time? This is definitely not what you want to see, right, Father? When you founded Grand Asia as a teenager, you said that you'll only be worthy enough to stand beside her if you work hard enough to accumulate your wealth and climb to the highest social ladder. Grand Asia is a symbol of you and Ms. Severe's love. Ms. Severe still loves you, so how can Grand Asia perish just like that?

"Tell me, what should I do, Father?"

After much deliberation, Grayson paced to the vast conference room.

In the past, he would stand right next to Jay or even Angeline. As he stood surrounded by a vast sea of

stars, he took pride in his ability

however, Grayson felt

meeting will be postponed to five days later." Grayson walked up to the podium in the conference room and

ill could potentially serve as a double-edged sword. Those who were coveting Grand Asia might become even more unscrupulous at manipulating and controlling Grand

five days later. Like throwing a smoke bomb, he was telling the shareholders that even though Ms. Severe was ill, she was

days' time, both parties would watch from the

to use these five days to figure out a way to save

Grand Asia Hospital.

sᴇaʀᴄh

regrets, "Ms. Severe, your stiffness has obviously spread to your limbs

your panic attack. As your doctor, I must remind you to pay attention to

her arm weakly. She felt like she was overcoming a major hurdle even though this action was

Angeline sighed in despair.

"I'm really useless."

truth was impossible to conceal. News that Angeline was ill