Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chloe had never seen Jay look so depressed before. In her opinion, her son was invincible. Even in the face o f disaster, he would continue to stand firm like a mountain. When she saw how depressed Jay looked now just because Angeline did not want him anymore, she was both shocked and exasperated.

"There are so many women in the world. If Angeline doesn't want you, there are other women who will love you. Must you be so stubborn?" Chloe reprimanded Jay. Jay gazed at Chloe hopelessly, his eyes dark and cold. It made Chloe's hair stand on end when she saw them.

Jay said to the director of the hospital, "My wife needs her rest. Drive all of them out."

The director hesitated. Although he did not know the Yorks, he knew Grand Old Master Ares.

Grand Old Master Ares was a reasonable man, hence h e hastened to say, "There's no need to drive us out.

We'll leave on our own."

Chloe was choking with anger. Jay was clearly asking her to leave.

"Fine. I'd like to see if you and Angeline can make it to

the end without me." Chloe wheeled herself out furiously.

Spencer walked up to her while pleading humbly, "Come home with me, honey. I'll do whatever you ask me

her tracks and cocked an

Sandra and snarled. "If you want me to go home, sure, but

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would seize her position as the patriarch's wife and her

speaking in a coquettish voice, "Old Master Yorks, I won't hand over my financial power even if she wants it. You're the one who said that I can hold the purse strings

Spencer looked slightly awkward.

Yorks to go home right now, but Sandra had failed to observe proper limits. Why was she fighting

power has never

heart sank while her expression grew extremely grim. Mrs. Yorks was a noble lady who paid no attention to fame and wealth. She, on the other hand,

snatch my financial power from me even if you

me to go home, then dismiss all

clasped Spencer's arm and started wailing bitterly." Sis Crystal is so heartless, Old Master Yorks. She's just pushing us over the edge by asking you to dismiss

agreed that this was too cruel

Yorks sneered, then turned around and

felt as though he was standing at a fork with none of the paths showing a bright

shrewd Grand Old Master Yorks ordered his servant, "Keep an eye on the patriarch's wife and report to us as soon as you find clues about the child." "Yes, Grand Old Master