Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 925

With a one-track mind, Angeline dashed about the castle in search of its exit.

Grayson activated the castle's stone door to allow the trickling of morning light into the otherwise dark interior.

Raising a hand over her eyes, Angelina turned eastward to find the blue sky dyed vermillion by the flames over Tourmaline Estate.

Angelina's chest felt heavy and her heart threatened t o leap out of her chest.

Grayson stopped the Ferrari in front of Angelina. "Get i n, Ms. President.”

Toward the Ferrari Angelina staggered, pulling open the car doors with a quick move and sitting inside.

The Ferrari gave a low rumble before it sped eastward and toward the sea of flames.

Her gaze fell on the diamond-set sunflowers within the interior of the car. Angeline reached a trembling hand to touch its petals.

Her mind echoed with Jay's enchanting baritone." Diamonds represent forever while sunflowers represent happiness. Stay happy and carefree forever, Angeline. That's all Jaybie could ask for.”

Angelina's eyes immediately reddened.

"Who bought this car, Grayson?"

Grayson swallowed. "He had everything prepared before he left. He’s prepared everything for you, Ms. President, no matter what it is."

Angeline asked shakily, "Where is he going?”

Grayson grew silent, his tears threatening to fall again.

Grayson was filled with too much energy that he dared not and could not let out. This energy became the speed the car raced in the wilderness.

The Ferrari sped through hills and into the main road that led to Tourmaline Estate. A burning shade of green spread to the horizon.

Shocked, Angeline stared with wide eyes at Tourmaline Estate. She broke into a heart-wrenching wail as she found herself unable to be convinced by the ruined silhouette of the building to be anything but the estate itself.

Angeline grabbed Grayson agitatedly. "He's not inside, right? Tell me he's not inside."

Grayson's eyes burned as he choked out. "I don’t know, Ms. President...”

Grayson had not the heart to tell Angeline the truth.

Not when Jay had put so much thought into ensuring her a happy life. Who was Grayson to throw away all that hard work? Who was Grayson to push her into such grave sorrow?

Right at that moment, Angeline heard a grieving scream.

Slowly turning around, she found Josephine sobbing faintly into Zayne’s chest.

Angeline dragged her heavy body over. Angeline looked one breath away from death, hanging on by the thin thread of needing to know Jay’s vital status-the very thing that gave her hope under this suffocating despair.

"Josie!” she called out softly, kneeling before Josephine.