Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1027

After Grayson returned to the company, he pondered over and over again before eventually informing Angelina of Jay's situation.

Grayson said in a choking voice, "Ms. Severe, he’s not doing well at all. The vegetables they eat are wilted and yellow. They were a little spicy as well, none of which is good for his stomach."

Angelina was stunned for a very long time after hearing what he said.

"I just gave him money, didn't I?"

"Marilyn accidentally lost the bank card and all the money in the card was transferred out."

There was a spark of anger in Angelina’s eyes. "I want you to check and see who on earth has stolen that bank card. Once you find that culprit, I want you to punish him severely."

Grayson clenched his fist. "I will."

"Go on then."

When Grayson left, he suddenly remembered something else when he got to the door. His countenance turned vague as he turned around to look at Angelina.

Angeline was reading documents with her head lowered.

Grayson felt awful.

For the past few years, Ms. Severe had used her own soft and tender shoulders to help Master Ares carry the weight of Grand Asia and be its backbone. She remained so determined and persistent because of the faintest hope she had in her heart that Master Ares would return again.

If that bit of hope eventually vanished into thin air, her fragile heart would definitely not be able to take such an immense blow. Hence, it would be better to give her an early reminder so she could at least be mentally prepared.

"Anything else?" Angeline lifted her eyelids and looked at Grayson.

Grayson blurted out, "Ms. Severe, I found a Durex condom packet in his bathroom today."

Then, Grayson left quickly, afraid to look at her expression.

Like a sculpture, Angeline was stunned.

A Durex condom packet?

That was evidence that he was having sex with Marilyn!

Although she knew that this was inevitable as they were husband and wife, for some reason, she still felt awfully heartbroken after learning about it.

There was no honey and just a light layer of primer. Although it was already the darkest color code available, it paled tremendously when compared to the honey.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Jay came to the president’s office in a lackadaisical manner.

He darted a lukewarm glance at Angelina, paying no attention to her new makeup at all as he stared at her with his ever unsmiling face.

Angelina gave Jay the new personal assistant's job scope and schedule that she had already printed out a long time ago.

Jay sneered when he saw the work schedule.

"Eat, drink, and play with you? Sleeping is the only thing left out?"

Angelina said, "If you’re willing to, then why not?"

Jay tossed the personal assistant work schedule back t o Angelina furiously. "I don’t want to work as your personal assistant."

Angelina gritted her teeth and said, "I’m the president of Grand Asia. Get that in your head. You do what I ask you to do.”

'F*ck! That also includes eating, drinking, and sleeping with me!’