Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 625

Angeline just picked up the phone and the soft voice o f a man came from the other end of the line.

"Darling, guess who I am?"

"Damn, I would recognize you even if you were reduced to ash. Peter. It’s you!" Angeline remembered Mr. Peter's voice very vividly because it was he who accompanied her through her dark times.

"Then do you know where I am right now?" Peter's voice was laced with dissatisfaction.

Angeline was his client, but she ran off before the healing stage was complete. Just so that Angelina's face would not collapse and fall apart later on, Peter came all the way to Imperial City to continue his service to her.

Angeline already sensed what he was getting at, she said with surprise, "You're in Imperial City?"

"Pinnacle Hotel, get your *ss here right now," said Peter.

Angeline looked at the maelstrom that was going on outside, "Can we make it tomorrow?"

Peter was agitated, "I came from so far away just to see you and now you're making demands? I only have six hours, it's all up to you." *Slam*

He slammed down on the phone with much fury.

Angeline made a face at the phone and muttered," Since you came all the way to see me, I'll give you some face."

Then, she opened up the wardrobe and began picking her clothes.

In the bedroom, Jay had a cold aura surrounding him.

A man wanted to take her out this late into the night and she agreed without hesitation?

Even the weather outside could not stop her from seeing this man?

He stared at her, looking at her beaming with joy, picking at her clothes with much attention, a sudden anxiety overcame him.

Angeline changed her clothes and walked out of the room. It was just a jumper skirt with a sweater over it. I n Jay's eyes, however, that white skirt completed with the pink sweater seemed like her own masterpiece.

Jay gripped at the handle of the wheelchair with so much force like he was gripping at that b*stard, not letting go until it was torn to pieces.

"Tomorrow, Mr. President. I'll warm your bed tomorrow."

Jay let go of her hand, dismay surfaced from within his eyes.

Angeline pulled the covers over him, turned off the lights, and left quietly.

In the darkness, Jay's eyes emanated a chilling gaze. H e took out his phone and sent a text to Storm. "Send the care worker off. Also, find out who she’s meeting u p with."

Angeline walked out of Fragrant Vessel Court, the howling winds almost tore the umbrella out of her hands. Angeline gritted her teeth furiously, "Goddamit Peter, you timed this pretty well, arriving at Imperial City just when the weather's this terrible. You're a bad omen."

Storm drove the Rolls Royce over to Angeline, “Miss care worker, Mr. President asked me to send you off. Get in the car!”

Although they knew that the President’s care worker was actually his wife, he never admitted it, so they dared not address her as such.

Angeline got inside.