Sir Ares, Goodnight

When Zayne drove into Sycamore Annex, the crowd cheered and confetti blasted off. The children's cheer and laughter filled the courtyard.

"Welcome home, Ms. Severe."

Shirley walked on the red carpet while Josephine held on to her. Old Master Severe was holding a microphone at this moment, his sonorous voice loud and clear.

"Dear friends, relatives, and reporters from various media companies, thank you for coming to our humble abode. Today, the Severe family would like to announce two things. Firstly, we would like to first announce a piece of good news, and that is Zayne and Shirley are now divorced-"

The guests fell silent at this point.

Everyone thought in their hearts, 'How can this be good news? Is Old Master Severe muddled and confused?'

Old Master Severe was grinning from ear to ear. "Let me finish. Although Shirley will no longer be the Severe family's daughter-in-law, she will instead become the Severe family's eldest daughter. From now on, the lonely and helpless Shirley Thomas will be no more.

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Shirley's heroic acts, to which the guests

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have another piece of good news to share. The love marathon between two childhood sweethearts, Zayne and Josephine, has finally come to an end. On this joyous occasion where we've come together to celebrate the latest addition to the Severe family, Shirley Severe, we would also like to take this opportunity to ask Josephine Ares, the

complained, "Grandpa, this is clearly mutual, but why do you say that

for so many years, so it should be your turn now. When you've suffered just

like a male chauvinist. "You're no royalty. You're lucky that a spinster like you can marry a

deep and profound eyes." Josephine may not be royalty, but she was raised in accordance with strict royal etiquettes. If you want to marry her, Zayne, you have to put down your dignity and pride. You must

Angeline sitting in the wheelchair and let out a malicious smile. "Don't use all those high-sounding words with me. Let me ask you then, are you willing to lay down your pride and dignity as

on one knee in front of her, saying sincerely and solemnly, "Thank you, Angeline Severe, for not giving up on me. In fact, I can be your rib, your pendant, or your accessories as long as we

would often squat or kneel in front of her wheelchair when he talked to her at home, did he not