Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 821

"Young Master, everyone is saying that women love bad guys... In my opinion, Miss Severe doesn't like a gentleman like you!"

Cole frowned. "You think I'm not bad enough?"

Uh. Carson clammed up sulkily.

After a long pause, Carson reluctantly added, "You're plain evil, Young Master, but you're cloaked in a sheep's skin, so how is Miss Severe supposed to see your true colors?"

Cole said, "So you want me to show her my true colors? What if I frighten her?"

This plan would not work!

Carson pondered for a very long time. "Could Miss Severe be a face-judger?"

Cole touched his face, then asked with a faint smile, "Do I look that bad?"

When Cole caught a glimpse of Carson's subtle ' inexpressible' gaze, he lamented and expressed his indignation on why heaven had made Jay after making Cole.

Carson said carefully, "You look good, Young Master, but you're just a teensy-weensy bit worse than that otherworldly beauty Jay."

Cole asked grimly, "Are you sure?"

Uh.

Carson choked on his words suddenly. He thought about it for a very long time when a lightbulb lit up in his head. "Ah-hah."

Cole looked at him eagerly. "Hurry up and tell me!"

Carson said, "Young Master, you like Miss Severe, but Miss Severe likes Jay. In other words, you only need to beat Jay to get the girl. Unfortunately, as charming as you are, you still can't compare to Jay. You have commendable skills yet were vanquished by him. You may be the king of assassins, but he's the dark emperor in the business world..."

Carson spoke so vividly that he did not even notice how much Cole wanted to strangle him.

Other people stayed away from Carson lest they suffer from Cole's wrath as well.

Just as Cole was about to hack Carson to death, Carson changed his words abruptly, "Although we're inferior to him in everything, we hold a trump card that he can't beat."

Cole put down the palm that he had raised into the air. "Go on."

Carson said, "Money. I heard that Jay is a billionaire president, but you're a trillionaire young master."

Cole said, "Angelina isn't a gold-digger."

Carson let out a cunning smile. "Young Master, as the saying goes, with money, you can do anything you like. If Miss Severe isn't someone who worships money, that just means that you didn't put your money to best use."

Cole looked like he understood. "How do you suggest I use my money then?"

Carson replied, "If Miss Severe wants to buy clothes, you'll give her a shopping mall. If Miss Severe wants to travel, make sure that the private jet is always on call ... As long as you can make her have rich man's disease, then Jay won't be able to satisfy her anymore." i

Cole raised an eyebrow. "You want me to agree to every request she makes? The Yorks men will not spoil their wives..."

Carson shrugged and wore a helpless look on his face. "Young Master, you won't get the girl if you're reluctant to sacrifice your dignity."

Cole waved at him. "Get lost."

Carson and the rest knew that this was not going to work. How could a prideful man like Young Master pester a woman over and over again just to pursue her?

However, Cole's voice rang out from behind them. " Give Old Master a call at once and ask him to send me more money."

Carson turned around wearing a dumbfounded look o

n his face.

'What about your integrity, Young Master?'

Cole raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at? This bit of sacrifice is nothing as long as I can win Angeline's heart."

Carson gave him a thumbs up. "Nothing is impossible to a willing mind, Young Master."

Carson fished out his mobile phone and gave Old Master an emergency call.

"It's so late now, what's wrong?"

"Old Master, Young Master wants you to send him some money."