Like his mother, Cole’s irises were onyx and deep. His pupils also shimmered like the brightest stars in an otherwise endless and void-like sky. Both of them had fair, smooth, and flawless skin. It was almost as if they had emerged from a milk bath.His mother was indeed once an enchanting woman. Cole’s appearance also seemed to have a touch of feminine beauty to it. Not to mention another similarity the two shared—they were both Yorks! “Let’s return, Finn.” Jay suppressed the surge of emotions within his chest. Returning to Tourmaline Estate, Jay locked himself in the study again and began to draft blueprints of the two rings. Then, he handed them to Finn with an instruction. “This should be Doomsday Organization’s insignia if I’m not wrong. Have someone work on it overnight. Have the rest of Ghost wear one each and you should be safe.” Finn parted his lips. “What about you, Mr. President?” A dark shadow cast over Jay’s chiseled features. “From what I’ve read up about
The grand old master nodded with a smile. “Sure.” While both believed that their plans were the best, the two believed even more in their own ability in looking for loopholes in the other’s scheme. “You can’t go back on your words, Jay. I won’t hide in the Underground Palace if you don’t get in the tank.” Jay was an exceptional negotiator. “11:59 PM. We’ll follow through with the other’s plans.” Grand Old Master was displeased, for he had not an inch of advantage in the situation. “You’ve never once let your grandfather win. Haven’t you ever heard of respecting your elders?” Jay Ares held his ground. “You’ve never let me win either, Grandfather, not even when I was just a baby. Haven’t you heard of letting children win? How am I supposed to respect my elders if you’ve never taught me what it means to let children win, Grandfather?” Grand Old Master waved a hand at him. “Go away. All you know how to do is frustrate me.” Jay turned and left. The grand old master tapped wi
Angeline asked softly, “How long more until Robbie comes back?” Jay swallowed, taking his time before he replied, “That’ll depend on him. He’ll be back soon if he’s hardworking with his studies and martial arts practice.” Angeline could not bring herself to accept such ruthless separation regardless of how casual Jay tried to make it sound. She began to yell. “He’s just a child, Jay Ares. How could you send him somewhere so far away? I want him back.” She wailed. “You b*stard.” The corners of Jay’s eyes burned. He wanted to find and bring Robbie back too, but it was no longer within his abilities. The sudden outburst of emotions had Angeline’s optic nerves going haywire and she immediately lost sight in her eyes. This happened while Angeline was walking on a crowded pavement. The sudden loss of sight had her staggering onto the asphalt before she knew it. The sharp whistle of an engine echoed through the line, followed by hoarse yelling. “Hey, are you trying to get your
How could this warm and broad back belong to Jay? Carrying her to Josephine’s rented apartment, he sent the latter a quick text stating, ‘Sis Angeline’s eyes have gone blind. Return quickly to take care of her.’Josephine did not reply, not even after a long while. Unable to leave a blind Angeline alone in the apartment, Jay decided to stay and take care of her. He poured Angeline tea and made her food. Filtering through the lavender cologne he had sprayed on himself, Angeline found the scent of him left behind in the room. It solidified the idea that Jay was indeed right there. As they ate, Angeline spoke, sounding touched, “Can I touch your face? You’ve spent the better half of an entire day taking care of me and I’d like to know what my savior looks like.” The cutleries in Jay’s hands fell onto the table as he nervously came up with a way to respond to Angeline’s small request. Standing up, he took silent steps toward the coffee table and picked up the scissors sittin
Jay left without a sound. Zayne rushed over to the apartment to find Angeline sitting straight on the sofa. With her eyes unfocused, she looked blank and lost. Zayne found his legs almost giving out at the sight. “Angel.” Zayne staggered forward. Hearing Zayne’s voice, Angeline stood excitedly. “He came, didn’t he, Zayne?” Zayne was rooted in place.Then, he smiled bashfully. “I don’t know. All I know is that I received an anonymous tip telling me to pick you up from here. So I came.” Angeline was feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her. “It must be him. He pretended to be mute and even sprayed the lavender cologne he hated the most just to hide his identity from me.” Angeline’s tears began to fall. “He must have come to help me when he heard that my eyes can’t see anymore through the phone. But I don’t get it. Why would he push me away so ruthlessly if he can’t let go of me?” Zayne uttered out, “Let's go take you to the doctor, okay, Angel? Let’s go take a loo
Grayson’s expression turned grim. Arriving at the castle, two lines of beautiful ladies approached and helped Angeline inside. Angeline felt impatient. “I thought we were signing documents, Grayson? Where have you brought me?” Grayson replied politely, “Give me a moment. I’ll retrieve the documents.” The ladies helped Angeline to the study as Grayson placed the divorce papers in front of her. Then, he handed her a pen. Angeline’s heart broke. Holding the pen, she found herself unable to summon the courage to sign her name at all. “Tell me the contents of the divorce agreement, Grayson,” she suddenly spoke. Grayson felt uneasy. Angeline spoke again, “He has a huge family and his own business. Money is bound to get involved in this divorce. Not to mention our three kids. I have to know what happens to them.” Grayson replied, “The president leaves all three children under your care.” Angeline’s expression froze. “Does he not want any of them? Not even one?” Angelin
Zayne stared uneasily at the clock on the wall. Josephine sat on the bed, her hands tied behind her back. After the nth time of turning to look at the wall, Josephine could not help but tease him. “This is already the 99th time you’ve looked at the clock, Zayne. Do you want to hug it? Maybe even live the rest of your life with the clock?” Zayne sat anxiously next to her. “Josephine, what if I tell you that tonight’s the night of Doomsday’s and Tourmaline Estate’s battle? What would you—” Josephine’s eyes widened with fear at the implications of his words. She began to yell and scream, “Let me out. I need to go.” Zayne was taken aback by her sudden outburst. “Josephine, I just said maybe—” Josephine began to struggle against the ties. “What if this maybe becomes a reality, Zayne? That means I’ll never get to see my family ever again after tonight. You’re taking away my last chance to say goodbye, Zayne! How could you be so merciless? You monster!” Zayne felt his mind cr
Staring at Zayne, Josephine found that there was nothing but shock on his attractive features, not even an ounce of anger between his brows. Josephine crawled over to him and pleaded. “Please, Zayne. I’ve never begged much of you, so please, just this once, can’t you just let me fulfill this wish of mine?” Tears streamed freely from Zayne’s eyes. “I would do anything to fulfill any other wish of yours, Josephine. But how am I supposed to say yes when you’re asking me to kill yourself?” Josephine replied, “I’m not afraid of dying, Zayne. I’m really not. If anything, death is more of an escape for me.” Zayne burst into anger. “Do you even hear yourself? How could you be so ruthless as to ask for death in front of me? Tell me, what did I risk my life for when you’re not even going to cherish your life?”Josephine’s eyes widened. “What are you talking about?” Zayne was extremely despondent. “I don’t know what I’m talking about either, Josephine. I’m probably just going crazy f