Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 936

If Grandpa knew that he had murdered Aunt Chloe's son, he would probably suffer from a stroke.

Aunt Chloe was Grandpa's favorite daughter, the most outstanding successor Grandpa had nurtured.

Grandpa often said that if Aunt Chloe had a child, her child would certainly be Doomsday's most rightful successor.

Unfortunately, he had killed Grandpa's hope with his bare hands.

"Arghhh!" Cole looked up to the sky and bellowed, feeling distraught and ravaged by grief.

"Why did you place me in such a heartless situation, Jay Ares?"

Angeline bent down and picked up the cold blade on the ground!

Cole stared blankly at her. As he started speculating about the motives she had, he saw Angeline raising the cold blade and stabbing it toward her chest without warning. Cole launched a kick, dropping the cold blade. Angeline screamed hysterically.

"Let me die."

Grayson and Zayne hurried over at this moment.

Zayne hugged Angeline tightly as she continued to lose control. "Please Angel, I beg you. You need to live o n."

A hopeless and distraught look emerged on Angeline's face as she pleaded. "Zayne, you don't know how heartbroken I feel. This is so painful."

Zayne said, "I know, Angel. I know you can't live on without him, but you must. This is what he expects of you."

Grayson glared furiously at Cole, his ferocious eyes looking as though he was about to devour him whole.

Carson noticed Grayson's hostility and rushed over to shield the injured Cole behind him.

Grayson's fist tightened and loosened.

If Jay had not made him swear allegiance to Angeline and vowed to protect and escort her for the rest of her life, Grayson would have thrown himself forward and fought Cole with everything he had. Cole said, "Forget it. For Jay's sake, let's not make things difficult for them. Let's go, Carson."

Carson supported Cole and walked toward the Batjet.

Soon, like a gunshot, a black-colored Batjet flew out of the dense forest and shot toward the end of the sky, disappearing without a trace in no time.

The dust seemed to have settled.

Zayne and Grayson took Angeline down the mountain.

Like a patient whose consciousness recovered momentarily just before death, Angeline had returned to a deadly still state once again.

No matter day or night, Zayne dared not let her out of his sight anymore.

Afraid that she would do silly things, Josephine was there to accompany her even at night.

That night, Josephine said to Angeline with great delight, "You know something, Angeline? Jay may have sacrificed himself, but he has rescued all the Ares family members. Grand Old Master Ares and the rest are saved.

"Jay was the one who set off the fire at Tourmaline Estate. I saw him driving a tank into Tourmaline to ignite the flames with my own eyes. I didn't understand what Jay was trying to do at first, but now I do. He was trying to destroy all traces of evidence so the Doomsday members won't be able to find any living being, thus they'd be unable to judge whether the Ares family members are dead or alive."

Tears streamed down from Josephine's face. "Jay's love is boundless. Why has such a good man left us?!"

In the night, Angeline's tears had blurred her vision.

Suddenly, she put her wrist in her mouth.

Slowly, Josephine smelled a metallic scent. "Do you smell blood, Angeline?"