Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 463

Jay opened his mouth easily, a vicious voice sounding out, "On the day of my wife’s accident, your family caused a great mess. You told me it was a coincidence, but I'm inclined to believe it was your deliberate conspiracy to harm others.

"James, if anything happens to my wife, I want all of you and your family to be buried together with her."

James gulped.

Every cell in his body seemed to be frozen.

It made him feel a bone-piercing cold.

He thought that his foresight had always been very sharp and precise his entire life. Yet with regards to Rose, he really made an oversight.

Jay had never been close to women, so why did he have to love Rose Loyle, who was nothing special to look at, so crazily?

"Grayson, see the guest out," Jay said indifferently.

"Yes, Mr. Ares!” Grayson responded.

Jay regarded James scornfully. "In the future, if this person comes to look for me again, just beat him and drive him out."

James’ face paled...

"Jay, you hate me this much?"

Grayson shot the guard a warning glance. "What are you still waiting for? Throw him out."

The guard came forward and dragged James out like a dog.

Jay stood by the French windows and looked down at the tiny, ant-like shadow at the gate of Grand Asia.

James would never understand why he hated him so much.

It was because Rose Foyle was Angeline Severe, who was his life.

They took Rose's life, so his heart had died along with her.

How could a lifeless person have a heart?

At night, Jay lay on the bed and held the phone left by Rose in his hand.

Every space in the phone had been browsed through b y him.