Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 626

Storm thought of the President's instructions, so he tuned into the President's channel and started chatting with Angeline.

"Where are you headed, miss?"

"Pinnacle Hotel."

Storm shuddered, a hotel?

No wonder the President gave that order.

The missus is meeting with some man this late into the night, the President surely is fuming.

"The weather is horrible, yet it can't stop you from meeting him, it must be someone important to you?"

"Mm." Angeline nodded casually.

Peter was the one who changed her life. Other than Jaybie, he's the only one who was most important to her.

Storm was sweating. He could imagine the outburst and pandemonium buried deep within the President.

"Miss, the President’s not able to move around well, so it won’t be good if you left him for too long. If not, you know how the President’s like, if you made him angry, then I'm afraid that you won't be staying in Imperial City for much longer." Storm hinted at Angeline.

Angeline wanted to calm him down, so she said, "I'll

not take long."

Storm’s expression turned from bad to worse.

Would that kind of activity not take long?

The more they conversed, the more Storm felt that the President was being cucked. 1

When the Rolls Royce arrived at Pinnacle Hotel, Angeline pushed the door open and rushed out.

Storm could only show his helplessness to the President.

Jay's expression was dark and ashen, he grabbed the vase by the bedside drawer and hurled it at the rack opposite to him. His priceless treasures collapsed and shattered all over the ground.

"Angeline Severe, you're crazy. I opened the door while wearing this and you think that I'm going to take a chance on you?"

Angeline calmed herself down, "You're right. If you had other intentions toward me, it would been since two years ago."

Blood flowed freely from Peter's nose, he sat on the ground and sighed.

"I came all the way to Imperial City to suffer this, was I that desperate?"

Angeline had her back toward him, she snapped, "Go put on some clothes. Your body looks like crap, and you still have the guts to show it?

Peter was in dismay, "Damn, you broke my nose, now you’re taking a shot at my body. Why did I treat you well?"

Angeline snickered, "Don't feel sorry for yourself, it’s just that my man's body is way better, you just can't compare. However, you're not bad compared to other men.”

Peter chuckled, "I'm a plastic surgeon. I know anatomy better than anyone else. I don’t believe that any man's body could be better than mine? Who’s this

man of yours?"