Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 794

"I can't accept such expensive things, Finn," Angeline claimed.

When in truth, she was only rejecting the boxes because they had come from Jay Ares, a man Angeline no longer wished to have anything to do with anymore. Finn smiled. "It is the president's wish, Miss Severe."

Angeline pulled a long face. "Even more the reason I cannot accept."

Sensing Finn's inner turmoil, Shirley spoke for him, "Mr. Finn is just following orders, Little Angeline. Let's not make his job any more difficult than it has to be."

Finn took the lifeline Shirley tossed over. "You know how the president is, Miss Severe. I'd surely be punished if I couldn't follow orders. If you're adamant on returning these gifts, Miss Severe, it would be best that you return them to the president yourself."

Angeline stopped protesting.

After Finn had loaded everything off the car, Shirley approached with a courteous invite. "Would you like to come in for tea, Mr. Finn? You must be tired from all the driving."

Finn smiled warmly. "Thanks for the invite, Ms. Thomas, but I really shouldn't. The president's waiting

for my return."

With that, Finn drove off.

Entering the house, the empty hall evoked a sense of melancholy within her.

She buried her exhausted body into the sofa and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Without a sound, Shirley took the seat beside the sofa and cradled Angeline's hand in hers. She asked with concern, "I took a look at the medicine Mr. Finn dropped off. They're ones to treat internal injuries, aren't they? I want you to know that it's alright to tell me if you're injured, okay? After all, I promised your brother to take care of you guys."

Angelina stared at Shirley with shock, moved by her words.

"Thank you, Big Sis," she replied, touched.

Shirley patted the back of her hand. "We're a family. Family means we get through difficulties together." Angeline smiled faintly. "I think I finally understand why Zayne would rather hurt Josephine than you."

Shirley was brimmed with the textbook dignity a woman should have.

Shirley had carried the entire family on her back ever since her father abandoned the Severe family's courtyard. With no ulterior motives, it was her gentle shoulders that helped everyone get through such trying times.

"It's getting late. You should get some rest." Shirley prodded her gently, knowing that Angeline was not physically at her best.

Even after returning to her room, sleep did not come easily to Angeline that night.

The following morning, the roar of an engine sounded from downstairs.

Angeline jumped out of bed and ran toward the balcony on the second floor barefooted. She watched her father park the car before the door. Sera alighted it with smiles and laughter as she helped Grandfather out of the car.

It was evident that her father had no desire to stay and chat over tea.

In a fit of anger, Angeline did not want to go downstairs.

Lady Severe ran out of her room to open the gates. She was always a respectful and doting wife. "Dad, Master, you're back."

Awkwardness surfaced on George Severe's features as the man stuttered, "Sera and I are here to send Dad home."

Lady Severe nodded bitterly. "I know."

Sera asked, "is your daughter back yet?"

The topic of Angeline had fury washing over George's face.

"How many days has it been already? She's a woman. How could she not come home?"

Lady Severe looked down silently.

Not wanting to trouble her mother, Angeline went downstairs herself.

The sight of Angeline quickly overwhelmed Geroge and Sera's desire to leave. The two put on matching ' revengeful' looks and marched furiously toward Angeline.

"Dad," Angeline greeted softly.

George approached his daughter with steadfast steps with his hands folded behind his back. His sharp eyes locked coldly on Angeline's face as he spoke angrily, "Do you think that you still have the right to call me your dad?"