Sir Ares, Goodnight

Zayne widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Are you serious? She's my little sister, for God's sake. I've seen her wear tank tops and panties when she was a kid. How could I have those wicked thoughts toward my sister?"

Zayne felt pain all over his limbs as his face contorted like a bitter gourd. He scolded, "You're just plain wicked."

Jay's patience toward Zayne had reached its limit. His handsome face had a cold look on it while his voice was deep and authoritative.

"If I continued to let you run rampant last night, then we would've been the ones to end up dead, not the young master downstairs."

Zayne's face became ashen when he heard that someone else had died.

Jay roared at him. "Remember this. If you garner too much attention here, you'll die. So you're not allowed to drink anymore. All of you act up so badly."

When Jay mentioned him acting up, he was not pleased about it and said, "Since when did I act up?"

Jay glared at Zayne. "You treated the hotel like a goddamned karaoke, you used your filthy shoe as a

microphone, and you were squealing and wailing into it like a witch summoning a demon. You dare say that you didn't act up?"

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said goodbye. "I'll be

"Mm."

he kissed Angeline goodbye, Jay walked out