At Fragrant Vessel Court. Like a pet who had lost its master, he sank into the loneliness and desolation of the night. Jay sat on the sofa the entire night. For some reason, his heart felt empty.With his parents and Rose gone now, he suddenly felt as if he was all alone in the world. It seemed meaningless to continue with life. “Master Ares!” The vintage mahogany wooden door opened as Grayson stumbled into the room while thunder flashed outside. Jay looked up in shock. His gaze was met with a pale-faced Grayson whose voice trembled as he said, “Master Ares, I just received Quentin’s… Last words. He said that the car’s steering wheel began malfunctioning about half an hour after the car left Tourmaline Estate. I rushed over right away but I was still one step slower. The car had already rolled over into the river…”“What are you saying?” Jay stood up shakily.Grayson was extremely uncomfortable as he forced himself to say the words out, “Master Ares, Old Master and Madam
“President.” Grayson could not care less about the nobodies as he quickly helped President Ares up and carefully brought him into the car. His heart ached as he sped back to Grand Asia. Jay felt groggy as he lay across the back seat. Just as he felt as if he was floating into the sky, the familiar beautiful sound came from his phone.It was Angeline singing Red Spider Lily. Although this was different from the original version, the similarity of Rose’s voice to the original version was enough to give people a certain illusion.It was just as if Angeline was singing it herself. Jay forced himself to open his eyes sorrowfully as he listened to Angeline’s song, and he mustered all his strength to concentrate.“Baby, I’m sorry, I don’t think I can love you anymore.” Jay felt his body abandoning his soul as his soul became lighter and lighter while his body felt heavier by the second.Finally, when he could not hold it anymore, he lost consciousness. …Three days later. T
Jack flashed a smile at the lawyer standing beside him. “Mr. Carter, why don’t you tell him?” Mr. Carter stepped forward, clearly quite eager to flaunt his professional knowledge. “Grayson, I think I should remind you that Mr. Ares is the father of Grand Asia’s president. If something unfortunate were to happen to the president, it’s only natural for his father to inherit a share of Grand Asia’s assets.” Grayson’s eyes lit up in anger when he heard Mr. Carter’s emphasis on the words ‘something unfortunate’. “Jack, I’m afraid you’re going to be disappointed. My president has a wife and children of his own, so you’ll never get the chance to stick your hand into Grand Asia.” Jack stared at Grayson calmly. “Are you talking about Rose?”Jack gave Mr. Carter a curt nod in an unbearably arrogant manner. “Mr. Carter, show him Jay’s marriage certificate.”Mr. Carter pulled out a document file from a stack of folders, and after flipping it open to check for the right wedding certificat
Jack’s smile grew colder by the second. “Rather professional now, aren’t you, Mr. Hamilton?” The administrator smiled diligently. “I know you love your son, Ares. Don’t worry. The president is strong. Such small wounds have hardly done any damage to him.”Jack leaned forward and supported his weight on the administrator’s table with his two hands. “What if I suspect mistreatment from the hospital? Would you then have the authority to stop me from pulling the patient out?” “I...” Jack turned around and left. At the intensive care unit, Grayson, members of Ghost, and Grand Asia’s security team gathered around the most critical area of the medical department. There were sentries stationed not far away as well.Ten bodyguards stood by.Entering the intensive care unit, Jack smiled darkly at the stance taken. “Grayson, oh Grayson, isn’t this a bit of an overreaction? You can dismiss the bodyguards. We live in a lawful society, so how could anyone think of causing harm at the ho
Jack questioned, “Are you going to break the law?” Glaring at him with bloodshot eyes, Grayson shouted indignantly, “All I want is to protect my boss so that he doesn’t end up harmed by two-faced b*stards like you.” Jack gave the two men who stood by the room doors, Storm and Tempest, a good once-over. The two seemed skinny and frail, coupled with their exquisite features on their fair porcelain skin, they did not look like fighters. Planning to force his way in and hold Jay hostage as a way to restrict the bodyguard’s movements, he instructed, “Men, I want him out of there.” Around a dozen men he brought over ran toward the room door. With a calm expression on their faces, Storm and Tempest stood like two bam trees, rooted strongly in place to protect their president who was behind those doors. Infuriated, neither Storm nor Tempest held themselves back during the fight. A turning kick from Storm had Jack’s men lying incapacitated on the floor. While those who were met with T
Locked out of Grand Asia, Jack returned to the Sycamore Annex in a foul mood. Sera Severe stood from the couch and waddled toward Jack, asking in a delicate tone, “What’s wrong, Old Master?” Jack spared the two servants a gaze and they quickly excused themselves. Only then did Jack pull Sera into his arms. Caressing her large belly, he smiled. “Just worry about the baby. I promise, both you and our son will live the best lives life as to offer very soon.” Sera’s finger fell onto Jack’s lips as she gave him a flirty smile, “Jay couldn’t have died, could he, Old Master?” Jack huffed coldly. “Grand Asia is keeping Jay’s condition tightly under wraps. My guess is that he doesn’t have much time left, so Grand Asia is doing everything to prevent leaking his condition in case it causes the market to crash.” A flash of disappointment flared in Sera’s eyes. “You can’t be sure if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes yet. This son of yours is smart. I don’t want him learning bad thi
With widened eyes, everyone asked in anticipation, “Who?” Grayson replied, “Our little young master whose wits could rival that of the president.” Storm immediately rejected the idea. “No way. I promised the president I would ensure the little young masters and the little young lady’s safety. Letting Little Young Master Jenson help would risk having his location revealed. That would endanger the children.” Grayson patted Storm on the shoulder and reassured, saying, “You’re worrying too much. Only those with a death wish would try to provoke the three little devils.” Eyeing Storm’s hesitation, Grayson asked, “Unless you wish to see all of the president’s hard work come to naught?” Storm nodded grimly. Imperial Capital, the Throne Properties. On the best part of the land stood a villa where the Ghosts had built their home. Bringing Grayson to the villa, Storm found Baby Robbie lying on the floor sunbathing as beanbags tied his feet together. Lying in front of Robbie was
After a long while only did it dawn on Storm and Grayson that the two boys did not want to study. “Do the two of you not like academics?” Grayson felt the situation to be a little off. Jenson was a quiet boy, preferring to stay still than to move about. How could he possibly wish to put off studying for martial arts? As expected, Baby Robbie waged a finger at them. “That’s untrue. We don’t wish to be simpletons who are more brawn than brains. Instead, we’re striving to be all-rounded, well-developed beings of mankind.” Storm and Grayson’s expressions darkened. Storm gulped. “Would you two little devils speak English? What are you trying to say?” Baby Zetty smiled joyfully. “You can’t really blame others for calling you stupid when you are. Big Brothers’ words are already so straightforward, so how can you still not understand what they’re trying to say? Sigh.” Storm was speechless. “...”Storm looked at Grayson. “Did you understand?” Shrugging, Grayson shook his head.