Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1155

A voice suddenly rang in his head. "Jaybie, you have to hold my hand tightly. Don't lose me."

"I'll have to work hard and earn more money for my little wife."

Jay's head began to hurt again as he hugged his head and squatted on the floor.

The little girl gently put the auspicious necklace in his hand and said, "Brother, I'm giving you this necklace. I hope that it can bring you good luck."

"Thank you," Jay said in agony.

He pulled at his hair, his head hurting. It felt like it was about to explode.

The people around him weaved in and out, various noises continuously ringing in his ears.

"Screen protectors, screen protectors, phone screen protectors!"

"Miss, do you want a screen protector?

"President, you're good at applying screen protectors." A joyful voice was heard chirping.

Jay was utterly shocked. Why would such weird noises ring in his head?

What kind of president would put himself in such a lowly position to apply screen protectors?

The next conversation in his head made him crumble completely.

"Rose Loyle, follow me home."

"I have my conditions!"

"Speak."

"In the future, you're not allowed to bully me, you're not allowed to lie to me, and much less show me that ice-cold look on your face. In your eyes, I'm forever the most beautiful, and when you think of me, you'l smile If

"Alright!"

Jay suddenly realized that these were the memories inside his head. These things had happened before in his life.

Rose Loyle?

It was really Rose Loyle?

The woman who he brought home was Rose and not Angelina.

How could that be?

Jay swayed as he tried to stand up. The auspicious necklace fell onto the ground and Jay picked it up, a grateful smile appearing beneath his eyes.

He wanted to look for those memories that he lost and find himself.

The Pepperazzi was the biggest hub in Imperial

Capital for the spiciest and ground-shattering news. It housed the most in number and the most experienced paparazzi. They managed to gather messages from the higher echelons of society. Their information was also the most complete and accurate.

Jay went to The Pepperazzi with so many questions in his head.

When he stepped into the office, the jaws of everyone there almost touched the ground.

What happened next was the staff bickering among themselves.

"It's the founder of Grand Asia, Master Ares!" someone exclaimed.

"Why would he come to this place? He did not care about this place in the past."

"He lost his memory."

Jay knew immediately that he had come to the right place.

"I want to see your boss," Jay said casually.

"Master Ares, this way please," said the receptionist as she brought Jay to her boss' office.