Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay's thunderous fury slowly calmed down. His logical mind was gradually returning, and at this moment, he finally figured out the reason for Angeline's upset tone earlier. "They forced you to shoot this?" Jay asked.

Angeline's eyes were red, but she neither shook nor nodded her head.

She was indeed the aggrieved one in this situation.

The production team had modified the script without authorization and basically forced her to accept their decision.

However, since things had come to this, Angeline also had a unshirkable responsibility.

She was the one being too soft-hearted and did not persevere till the very end.

Hence, Angeline could only choose to be silent.

Jay raised his gaze to look at Ash, who was on the opposite side. Ash was still unhappily muttering," Who's the guy, J. Harts? We're in the middle of filming at the moment, and you just interrupted our shooting. This is very irresponsible behavior."

Jay hugged Angeline in his arms and glared at Ash.'

I'm her man."

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were stained blood red. "Alright, Ash Long. I'll remember you. But I do wonder,

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