The smile on Jack’s face froze. “Besides Grand Asia, Ares Enterprises can sell their parts to Bell Enterprise and Titus Enterprise. On the other hand, you won’t be able to produce anything without our parts. Who do you think should bow down?” Finn replied, “Old Master Jack, you’re wrong. There are other companies aside from Ares Enterprises who will be willing to provide Grand Asia with these parts.” “Are you talking about Bell Enterprise? You’re not wrong. Bell Enterprise can provide you with an abundance of chips. However, the Ares family has patents over a few parts. Only we provide them.” Finn smiled. “Sorry, but we have those parts in stock, and there should be enough to tide us across one or two years. Mr. Ares has always had the foresight to plan while doing business. You never thought of that, did you?” The expression on Jack’s face grew ugly. “If that’s the case, goodbye.” Jack left. The secretary came in, confused. “Mr. Gallagher, where would we have so many par
Finn arrived at Jay’s private ward. Jay lay on the bed, his back all whipped and bloody. He seemed to be on the brink of death. Finn got down on a knee and said softly, “Mr. Ares.” Jay opened his eyes slowly. When his bleary gaze focused on Finn’s face, his lips fluttered excitedly. He was putting in a lot of effort, but no sound came out. He was too weak. Finn had to place his ear right next to Jay’s lips before he could hear the sounds of his low, faint breaths. “The Ares family has nothing to do with Angeline’s disappearance. Finn, focus on that car and continue tracing its whereabouts. The owner must be someone important.” Finn replied, “Don’t worry, Mr. Ares. I’ll make sure I find the missus. You just focus on getting better.” Jay’s head felt heavy. His thoughts were all fixed on Angeline, and he felt nothing but regret. He kept thinking, ‘If only I wasn’t soft-hearted and took Old Master Severe’s advice, I wouldn’t have given up on Angeline. Similarly, this would
The man smiled. “Seems like I’ve rescued a scoundrel. You would’ve been dead if it weren’t for me.” Angeline glanced nervously at the infusion bag. “Are you giving me fluids this way? Can’t you use a stick to support it?” “I’m holding it for you and you still aren’t satisfied?” The man looked at Angeline incredulously. “Do you know who I am?” His expression made it seem as if she should be honored that he was doing anything for her. “I don’t care who you are. To me, you’re the perpetrator. You should take responsibility for injuring me.” The man curled his lips upward as he said aggravatedly, “It was you who came crashing toward my car. You even damaged the headlights on my car. You need to pay me back.” Angeline said, “I don’t have money, but I do have a life. You can take it if you want.” The man smiled when he realized that she had some bite in her. “Oh, nevermind. You can’t afford my car’s headlights. All you need to do to pay me back is to stay at my house and tend t
“Why should I be afraid of you?” Angeline asked. The man fixed his gaze on her. “What if I told you, I have a very special identity. I can control whether you’re alive or dead, and even crush you to death like an ant. Would you be afraid?” Angeline extended her unharmed hand. The man was slightly startled. How dare this woman boss him around? In the end, he still helped her to her feet. Angeline raised her eyes to him. Her brows were melancholic, and her eyes were beautiful. They looked like the kind of poems that were difficult to understand, with a deep and hidden meaning that enraptured people. “If you do have that kind of power, please, I beg you, crush me to death now,” she pleaded, the sadness evident in her voice. The smile on the man’s face froze. Suddenly, he remembered how she had thrown herself into his car’s way without abandon when it happened eight days ago. “I can’t believe I forgot. You were already seeking death.”Angeline flopped back down on her bed, i
She and Jay had been deeply in love for two of their past lives. She had thought that even if the entire world gave up on her, Jay would never do so. Yet, in the end, Jay was the one who hurt her the most. The man smiled lightly. “I’ll decide on the best date for us to settle everything.” His smile was so gentle, but his words showed his dominance. Speechless, Angeline glared at him. Did he not understand human speech? “Marry me, and I’ll take care of the man who hurt you,” the man stared into her eyes and spoke seriously. Angeline immediately rejected him. “I don’t need you meddling in my affairs.” No matter how much of a b*stard Jay Ares was, she wanted to be the one who took care of him. The man was stubborn. “You’ll be my wife the moment you marry me. The only thing I can’t give you is the love you speak of. As for the rest, I can satisfy you.” With that, the man turned and left. Angeline, “...” Had this man always lived with such an ego? Did he think that h
Angeline was fast asleep when a commotion was heard outside. Angeline jolted upright. Ripping the needle from the infusion bag out of her arm, she stumbled down the stairs. This was her first time out of the bedroom. The mansion was designed like a castle from Medieval times. The walls, made from majestic, natural marble, had numerous vintage drawings carved into them. One who was knowledgeable in the field would realize that there were many unique symbols incorporated within. The castle felt old and mysterious to Angeline. It was difficult for her to imagine that a man as young and regal as him would have such an old-fashioned taste in buildings. When she arrived at the lower floor, she pushed open the door to the back garden. There, in the middle of the pen where the small animals were raised, she saw the insufferable man battling against a bunch of chickens. He chased after the escaping chickens. Feathers scattered all over the pen, causing the dogs nearby to bark in exc
The man felt insulted. “Did you just call me useless?” His eyes turned hostile. Angeline nodded. “Aren’t you?” Her gaze met with his crowd of male servants. “You need so many servants to serve you. Isn’t that useless of you?” The man was shocked. Angeline took the chickens, which had been prepared according to instructions, to the kitchen and added them to the pot before seasoning them with spices. Then, she went upstairs to tend to her wounds. Although she had used her good arm to butcher the chickens, she had used her full-body strength to wield the knife. This had caused her wounds to open and bleed again. Soon, the aroma of chicken soup spread through the house. When Mrs. Zimmer was about to serve the soup to Angeline, the man said abruptly, “Let me try.” He did not believe that such a beautiful woman would be able to cook. Mrs. Zimmer passed him a small bowl of soup. When he took an elegant sip, the fragrance of the soup left him feeling refreshed and relaxed.
She wanted to forget about Jay Ares.Whenever she thought about him, her heart hurt so much that it felt difficult for her to breathe. Cole declared in a domineering way, “You’ve already died once because of him. Consider your life returned. Now, your life belongs to me because I’m the one who rescued you.”Angeline had become used to Cole’s self-asserting, bullying personality. At first, she would have argued with him, but she soon realized that even if she talked until she became dehydrated, he would still do as he pleased. She might as well let him be.Cole said, “I’ll bring you home once I’m done with my current affairs at hand.” Angeline was slightly panicked. This man acted like he was about to kidnap her. She was still weak, and her phone was lost. Without a penny on her, she did not know how she could sneak away. If the man was to take her and leave Imperial Capital, she was done for. Seeing how her expression had changed, he smiled gently and reached out to ruff