Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1921

Jay's thunderous fury slowly calmed down. His logical mind was gradually returning, and at this moment, he finally figured out the reason for Angeline's upset tone earlier. "They forced you to shoot this?" Jay asked.

Angeline's eyes were red, but she neither shook nor nodded her head.

She was indeed the aggrieved one in this situation.

The production team had modified the script without authorization and basically forced her to accept their decision.

However, since things had come to this, Angeline also had a unshirkable responsibility.

She was the one being too soft-hearted and did not persevere till the very end.

Hence, Angeline could only choose to be silent.

Jay raised his gaze to look at Ash, who was on the opposite side. Ash was still unhappily muttering," Who's the guy, J. Harts? We're in the middle of filming at the moment, and you just interrupted our shooting. This is very irresponsible behavior."

Jay hugged Angeline in his arms and glared at Ash.'

I'm her man."

Ash was slightly startled...

After looking at Jay a couple more times, he was somewhat surprised. A rookie unknown actress like J. Harts should only be a nobody without a backer or a background.

However, her man's aura was extraordinary, and the guy was also very good-looking. Ash used to think he was the best-looking celebrity out there, but he never expected the rookie's husband to be so handsome that it was in defiance of the natural order.

It also seemed like he had seen this man somewhere before? However, he could seem to recall it.

Ash had always been rampant and aggressive, so he was not much different even when facing Jay. "Even if you're her man, you still have to show us some respect. We're working at the moment. It's just a kiss anyway, so why are you making a fuss?"

Ash babbled away as if he was swept up in his ego.

"As a qualified actor, a kiss scene or even a bed scene shouldn't be an issue. You should be able to take off your clothes when needed and make it seem as realistic as possible. An actor must be able to make fake scenes come true..."

Grayson took out a piece of tissue and wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He could foresee that Sir Ares was about to massacre the entire TV Station today.

Jay's face turned darker and gloomier by the second. When he thought about Angeline shooting a kissing scene with other men, or a bed scene, or making any kind of motherf*cking fake scenes come true, he felt that his all blood vessels were about to explode.

Finally, he roared, "Grayson, who is this punk?"

Grayson stepped forward, and before he could say a word, Ash intervened and introduced himself very proudly.

"You actually don't know who I am?" Ash was extremely conceited. "I thought everyone in Imperial Capital would know who I am. Alright then, let me introduce myself. My name is Ash Long..."

Jay's eagle eyes were stained blood red. "Alright, Ash Long. I'll remember you. But I do wonder, do you know who I am?"

Only then did Ash become aware that this man with a n extraordinary temperament might have a remarkable identity as well. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Jay Ares," Jay spat out the words while gritting his teeth.

Ash's legs softened on the spot, and he almost knelt in front of him.

Jay was unwilling to overlook this. His malicious voice sounded like it came from depths of hell. "So you're the one who forced my Angeline into shooting a

kissing scene?"

Ash replied in a low, muffled tone, "How is this forcing? Isn't this considered devoting oneself to the arts?"

Jay retorted, "You may feel free to devote yourself to anything you like, but don't stir up trouble with my Angeline."

"Where's the director?"

The director stood up tremblingly.

"Inside my Angeline's contract, it was stated black and white that she was only to shoot innocent literature and artistic films. Can't you f*cking read?" Jay roared at him.

The director knew that Angeline definitely had a patron because she was able to defeat Luna. But he thought that since Angeline was a rookie, her background was still incomparable with a big-shot like Ash Long. So when Ash asked for more kissing scenes, the director could not stand his wheedling and agreed to it.

He never expected that a single slip could cause everlasting sorrow.

J. Harts' true identity turned out to be Angeline Severe, the wife of the Crown Prince of Imperial Capital. 1