Ch. 1081..1090
Chapter 1081
Jenson's gaze fell on Whitney's hands. "Remove your hands," he commanded coldly.
Whitney gripped tighter and squeezed a bright smile a t him. "I have something to tell you, Lil' Jens."
"Go on then." Jenson looked impatient.
A coy smile exuded from Whitney's eyes. She suddenly stood on her toes and pressed her delicate lips on Jenson's.
As though struck by lightning, Jenson glared at her with his frosty and furious eyes.
Like a kid caught doing bad things, Whitney started blushing with shame. "I like you, Jenson."
Jenson wiped his lips that she had touched in disgust and snapped. "Are you mad?"
"Yes, I am mad. I like you. I'm madly in love with you." Whitney grinned.
"What did you consume to get so precocious?" Jenson said furiously.
"I've thought about it, Jens. I know we're both very young, and I did want to wait until you grew up a little more before confessing to you, but as you slowly grow taller, more and more girls in the academy are starting
to have a crush on you. I don't feel safe at all."
After a pause, Whitney gritted her teeth and pressed her luck, saying, "That's why I decided to seal the kiss. Now that I've kissed you, you belong to me. When you grow up, you must remember to marry me." "Dream on." Jenson spat out these two words.
Whitney stamped her feet. "I don't care. I gave you my first kiss, so you have to take responsibility for that."
Jenson stared speechlessly at her. "I'm not even 13 years old yet."
Whitney replied, "I know. I'll wait until you grow up. Boys in our country can get married at 18."
Jenson said, "You kissed me, and that's child molestation."
Whitney's smile froze.
"Jens..."
Jenson said, "I haven't even sued you for child molestation, and yet, here you are asking me to be responsible?" Whitney,"..."
Jenson sneered before leaving.
Whitney sighed in frustration and kicked the terrazzo gravel floor, creating a huge hole in the ground that sent mud splashing at Jenson's feet.
Jenson stared at the tiny pebbles that flew over and crashed into another hole in the ground. He felt quite... jealous.
How could he possibly graduate if a bad*ss woman like Whitney was in the martial arts class?
Suddenly, a lightbulb lit up in Jenson's head and a wicked cold light flashed across his handsome, charming gaze.
Jenson slowly turned around and said with a cold countenance, "Do you know why I don't like you, Whitney?"
Whitney stared at him in a daze, then replied grumpily, "That's because you, kid, don't have good taste and don't know how to appreciate a good girl!" Jenson said, "Would anyone like a barbarian who only knows how to fight all day?"
Whitney frowned. "What's wrong with fighting? I can protect you. You just need to keep being the beautiful boy that you are."
After thinking about it, she suddenly cried out to Jenson, "I'll take care of you in the future, Jenson."
Jenson's good-looking eyebrows started twitching. He really wanted to curse, 'Take care my *ss!'
Why would he, the young master of Grand Asia, need a woman to take care of him?
"I don't like women who can fight," Jenson said.
Whitney was stunned. Seeing that Jenson was trying to imply something, she hopped over to him in delight. "What kind of girls do you like then, Jens?"
Jenson's gaze fell on her hands that were now used to holding cold blades. He wondered if she would grow accustomed to holding embroidery needles if he asked her to?
"I like gentle and considerate women who are great at needlework and take part in tea ceremonies." 1
Chapter 1082
Chapter 1082
Whitney widened her eyes and stared incredulously at Jenson. "You have a really unique preference, don't you, Jens? The etiquette class next door is at risk of being closed down. It's the only subject in the academy that no students want to enroll in."
At this moment, a girl from the etiquette class clad in professional attire sauntered over with much grace and poise.
As such, Jenson stared fixedly at the woman.
Furious, Whitney reached out to cover Jenson's eyes.
"What's there to look at? Didn't you see her freckles?"
Jenson put her hand down and said, "One flaw can't mar a piece of good jade."
Whitney was very upset. She clearly had the body, the looks, and the intelligence. She was way better than the freckled girl.
Jenson actually liked girls with such an unprepossessing appearance?
Whitney was stirred, sounding as though she would rather die than be humiliated. "What does she know? It's just making tea and holding embroidery needles, right? I know how to do that too. Just you wait. I'll sign up for the etiquette class tomorrow."
Seeing that he had succeeded in making her fall into his trap, an artful smile flashed in Jenson's eyes. Despite that, he continued to coax her, saying," Etiquette and martial arts classes are conflicting disciplines. If you want to sign up for the etiquette class, then you have to leave the martial arts class. Can a girl like you pass the martial arts test, though?"
Whitney stroked Jenson's face. "Don't you think you've underestimated me? I would've graduated a long time ago had it not been because I want to stay and keep you company for a few more years." Jenson pointed languidly in a direction using his chin. "The arena is over there. Go ahead then."
Whitney ran toward the arena.
Halfway, she suddenly turned back to Jenson and asked with concern, "Jens, what are you going to do if they bully you after I leave the martial arts class?
"Say, if your good-looking face is ruined by those stinky boys who don't know how to appreciate your beauty, then I'll cry myself to death."
Jenson's face was as black as coal.
His fists that were hidden away in his trouser pockets clenched firmly as he struggled to hold back his rage.
"You're just going to the etiquette class. You're not leaving Legendary Youth," Jenson said.
Whitney pondered for a moment. "You're right."
She then said to Jenson, "If someone bullies you, Jens, remember to come to me."
Having said that, Whitney ran toward the arena.
Jenson stared at her agile body, his long and fan-like eyelashes casting an obscure shadow under his dark, profound gaze.
"I'm sorry, Whitney," Jenson muttered under his breath.
He then turned around and left.
In the exit examination martial arts arena.
All the students had their rounds. Whitney and Jenson were the only ones left.
One was the strongest while the other was the * weakest'.
At this moment, the winner was lying down on the arena in a lackadaisical manner with a green foxtail in his mouth as he awaited the challenger to take the stage. Suddenly, the arena sank.
The young man sprung up in shock. When he saw Whitney, the boy's face broke into a flattering grin.
"Remember what you said, Whitzie. You have to be my wife if you lose."
Whitney flashed an unruly smile. "I will be your wife if I can't defeat you in three moves."
Jenson froze, turning around to look at the wild and unruly Whitney in the arena. He shook his head and said, "You might just end up losing your marriage to someone one day."
Whitney suddenly leaped forward. Taking advantage of her extraordinary bouncing ability, she took to the air before crashing down heavily from a high altitude and crushing the young man beneath her viciously.
The boy could not budge. Whitney asked him, "You want me to be your wife? Aren't you afraid that I'll bash you up every day?"
Chapter 1083
Chapter 1083
"Jenson," the martial arts instructor called out to Jenson suddenly.
Jenson turned around.
The instructor said, "You've never participated in any arena competition and that isn't going to help you improve your martial arts skills. Whitney is leaving the martial arts class today. Would you like to compete with her? If you miss out on this opportunity, you may never meet another formidable opponent like her again."
Jenson's feather-light gaze fell on Whitney. Whitney was still sitting on the boy's back. Seeing that Jenson was staring at her, she felt as though a spring had bounced her into the air.
She did not know what kind of girls Jenson liked back then. All she knew was that she needed to protect him, talk to him, and make him happy.
Now, she knew. Even though Jenson was still young, he had a heart that was more old-fashioned than outdated men.
He liked gentle girls who were demure and refined.
Whitney decided to transform herself into the kind of woman Jenson liked.
Knowing that Jenson was a reticent man who disliked fighting, Whitney did not want to put him in a difficult position. Hence, she helped him out of the awkward situation and said with a smile, "I don't think it's necessary for Lil' Jens to compete with me, Sir. If he ever wants to compete in the future, I will agree at any time."
Being able to compete with Whitney was something that all martial arts students yearned to do.
The instructor looked at Whitney as she gave a smile that was as bright as spring. Whitney was his daughter, so how could he, her father, not see that Whitney liked Jenson? In his opinion, Jenson was really smart, so smart that he was able to pass all other subjects in only a few months' time-all except martial arts.
It was also because Jenson was too smart that he found it difficult to understand him. He was so shrewd that none of the instructors in the Legendary Youth Academy could figure him out.
Take martial arts, for example. In the past few years, he was seen entering the practice room every day, yet every single year, he had not seen him fighting with any students.
He once thought that Jenson was simply a reticent boy who had mysophobia and that was why he had an aversion to subjects like martial arts that would make him sweat. If that was the case, he would probably do poorly in martial arts.
Though when he tried to test Jenson's internal strength several times in class, he realized that Jenson was always able to suppress him no matter how much internal strength he exerted. The most surprising thing of all was that this kid knew how to control his strength and would never waste even the slightest energy.
While the instructor was lost in his thoughts, Jenson had already walked up to him.
"Now that Whitney has graduated, what's the date for next month's exit examination?" His low voice still carried a trace of childish nature, sounding pleasant and mellow to the ears. The students started gloating inwardly. "This trash is actually concerned about next month's examination? Even if Whitney graduates this month, it still won't be his turn next month." "Exactly. There are plenty of people waiting to graduate from the martial arts class. It will never be his turn."
The students started whispering to each other.
The instructor stared at Jenson in surprise. "Are you going to take the exit examination next month, Jenson?"
Jenson nodded.
Whitney was so astonished that she slumped to the floor of the arena, criticizing Jenson as she pointed at
his nose with an aggrieved look on her face.
"You're really evil, Lil' Jens. You're trying to make me leave the martial arts class on purpose just so you can leave Legendary Youth Academy."
Jenson stared at her with a smug look on his face. 1 You're the foolish one."
At this time, the teenager who had a crush on Whitney got up and consoled her, saying, "Don't worry, Whitzie. As long as I'm in the martial arts class, Jenson will never graduate."
Whitney said, "You'd better do your job properly and don't let him take advantage of you."
The boy looked contemptuously at Jenson. "He's nothing but a piece of trash. How could he possibly graduate?"
Jenson's icy soul carried no trace of a smile as he turned around and walked away.
Jenson would never get angry whenever his classmates mocked and ridiculed him. He would always sweep his gaze across the other party's face like he was staring at a clown before walking away in neither a supercilious nor obsequious manner.
Whitney chased after Jenson. "Jens."
Chapter 1084
Chapter 1084
Knowing that he could never outrun her, Jenson stopped walking.
Whitney stood in front of him, her beautiful face looking extremely aggrieved. "Do you really like girls who take etiquette class or was that just an excuse to make me leave martial arts class?" Jenson peered into Whitney's serious eyes. "I just think you need to go to etiquette class to learn something to get rid of this bandit aura on you."
Whitney said, "Will you like me after I take the etiquette class, then?"
Jenson frowned.
"I don't like girls who are always getting intimate with guys!" Jenson said.
Whitney recalled how she would often have physical contact with guys when she fought with them. It turned out that this was too much for Jenson, who had mysophobia, to bear.
"Okay. I'll do as you say. F*ck, I'll even stop fighting from now on."
Jenson glared at her. "I don't like girls who swear either."
Whitney covered her mouth. "Okay, I'd rather be dumb than swear."
Jenson looked at Whitney...
In the past three years, she had stayed by his side whenever he was lonely or homesick.
Like a sparrow that never stopped chirping, she had dispelled most of his sorrows and vexation.
Perhaps it was due to his precocious mindset, so he often saw Whitney as his younger sister although she was five years older than him.
Whitney asked carefully, "Do you have any other requirements, Jens?"
Jenson stared at the devastatingly beautiful Whitney and said, "Remember this, I'm Jenson Ares from Imperial Capital Grand Asia. Once you've graduated from etiquette class, come and look for me in Imperial Capital."
Jenson then walked past her and left in a leisurely manner.
Whitney, however, stood rooted to the same spot as though she had been struck dumb.
After a very long time, Whitney cheered. "Yay!"
Whitney rushed to the martial arts class to complete her graduation procedure before turning up at etiquette class for her enrolment.
The moment the etiquette instructor saw Whitney, the instructor gaped in astonishment.
"You should leave, Whitney Cornelius. Etiquette class is suitable for every other student except for you."
Whitney placed one foot on the stool and began rolling up her sleeves. "Why not me, Instructor?"
The instructor looked at Whitney's posture with disgust. "Your current posture alone is enough reason. Just look at you. Your dad is a martial arts instructor and you've inherited his genes. Like ice and fire, you'll never sit still and will always be restless. Etiquette class enrolls soft and tender ladies. If you enroll in etiquette class, it'll only hold you back from graduating early."
As Whitney was lovesick, she said enthusiastically," Since I've made up my mind to enroll in etiquette class, I would love for you to accept me regardless of whether I can graduate or not, Instructor." "Okay then."
The instructor took out the registration form and Whitney filled in her name.
The etiquette instructor said, "I was just worried that you won't be able to graduate and end up as a spinster. You'll have difficulty finding a good man when you get out."
It was only then did the fear get to Whitney. She asked sheepishly, "If, and I mean if I can't graduate, when will I be able to leave Legendary Youth Academy?"
The etiquette instructor said, "According to the regulations, students who cannot graduate in time will leave the academy at the age of 30."
Whitney gazed at her signature with her jaw dropped!
Chapter 1085
Chapter 1085
"Jenson!"
Whitney's lioness roar could be heard throughout the student dormitory.
"Come out, you evil b*stard."
Jenson was sitting quietly by the bay window of the standard dormitory room. Placed in front of him was a wooden easel with a newly painted portrait on it.
Jenson stared at the gentle and beautiful woman in the portrait with misty eyes.
Whitney broke in, placed her hands on her hips, and stomped over to Jenson. "You've done a really terrible thing, you little b*stard."
Jenson raised his eyelids to look at her. In the ray of the sun, Whitney noticed how abnormally bright his beautiful and charming eyes looked.
"Are you crying, Jens?" Whitney asked nervously.
In her memory, this little boy was always so stubborn and unyielding. From the day he enrolled in the academy, he had never shown weakness regardless of the difficulties he encountered. Whitney shifted her gaze to the portrait, and when she saw the gentle, beautiful woman in the portrait,
Whitney was so surprised that she stared at it in a daze.
"She's so beautiful. Who is she, Jens?"
"Mommy," Jenson replied.
Whitney froze...
Then, a smile came from her eyes.
She was aware that Jens was a reticent boy, but when he omitted the grammatical modifier and introduced his mommy like that, she felt as though he was bringing her to meet his parents.
As Whitney indulged in her fantasies, she was so shy that her ears started to turn hot.
Jenson looked speechlessly at her, the sadness in his eyes diminishing a little.
"What are you doing here?"
Whitney finally remembered that she was here to settle accounts with this little brat.
"I've already signed up for the etiquette class, Jens."
"Excellent." Jenson praised her with a deadpan expression.
It was hard to tell if he meant it or if he was faking it. He had always been hard to understand anyway.
"Excellent? Now that I've enrolled in etiquette class, the instructor said that I can only leave the academy a t 30 years old if I can't graduate early." Whitney
sniffed. She found it really hard to accept this fact.
"So be it," Jenson replied mildly.
Whitney cried out, "I'll be an old woman at 30. Your kids would have all grown up when I come and see you after I graduate."
Jenson,
Whitney was furious. "So why did you trick me into enrolling in etiquette class?
"Jens, my heart breaks when you trick me like that, do you know that?"
Eventually, Whitney's fury turned into tears of sadness.
"Sob, sob, sob..."
Jenson's long eyelashes quivered, and when he spoke, his voice sounded a little hoarse, "I'm sorry, Whitney."
"What's the use of saying sorry now?"
"Whitney, I must get back to my mommy as soon as possible!"
Whitney stopped wailing. When she noticed how uncomfortable Jenson looked when he restrained his emotions, Whitney could not bring herself to upset him any further. "Alright, alright. I don't blame you."
"Thank you." "Even though I'll be sad when you're gone, I still hope from the bottom of my heart that you'll pass the examination next month."
"Mm."
Jenson raised his eyelids to look at Whitney and blurted out, "I don't think I'll fall in love until I'm 25."
Whitney was stunned,
Then, her face broke into a grin.
"Even if I'm in love, I won't get married yet either," Jenson said meaningfully.
Whitney's smile froze.
"Even if I get married, I won't have children so early." Jenson stressed.
Whitney burst out into tears. "Why can't you wait for me?"
Jenson said, "I don't want to be Penelope The Second."
Whitney's face alternated between blue and white...
All of a sudden, Whitney stomped her foot, making a hole in the floorboards.
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Chapter 1086
Whitney said in a bold and daring manner, "Don't worry, Jenson. No matter how reluctant I am, I will train my tough and strong iron-like body into a mollusk that you can knead and shape as you like. Even if it means that I have to crawl, I will crawl my way to you.
"I will never let you be Penelope The Second."
Jenson murmured, "Whether you want to crawl your way to me or not is your business. It has nothing to do with me."
Whitney,
When Whitney noticed how Jenson's ears had turned pink, she let out a dazzling smile.
"I'll go and challenge embroidery now.
"I'm leaving, Jens."
After saying so, Whitney left.
Jenson stared at his mommy in the painting in silence, and a faint smile gradually emerged on his cool iceberg-like face.
He muttered, "I'll be back very soon, Mommy."
Grand Asia, Imperial Capital.
It was a long night, and Jay had been up the entire night.
He was standing in front of the bedroom's french window while staring at the opposite villa with a profound gaze.
He felt conflicted.
He liked Baby Zetty's mother, and whenever he saw her, he would feel the urge to risk his life to protect her. Angeline liked him as well. It was the kind of love where she was ready to give up everything without hesitation.
Both of these women were the most beautiful women in the world.
He could not bring himself to get tangled up with these women when he was still unclear of his real identity. After careful consideration, Jay finally made the difficult decision to leave.
He wrote a resignation letter to Angeline.
There was only one sentence underneath the resignation letter:
'I'm going to find myself! I hope that the next time we meet, I'll be myself.'
He put down 'anonymous' as his signature.
Both his resignation letter and the payroll card that Angeline gave him were placed together on the coffee table in the living room.
Then, he left Lumino Garden.
Grand Asia's office building.
Angeline raised her wrist to look at her watch. When she realized that this was Jay's first time clocking in late for no reason, Angeline began to feel uneasy.
She dialed Jay's number, but the automated voice that came on told her, "The number you have dialed does not exist".
Knowing that something was wrong, Angeline picked up her car key and walked outside.
Ten minutes later, Angeline appeared at Jay's house in Lumino Garden.
The furnishings in the room were still the same, but everything that belonged to Jay had been moved out.
Angeline was dumbfounded.
In the end, she tottered to the couch and picked up the letter from the coffee table. When Angeline saw Jay's beautiful and powerful writing, tears streamed down her face. It turned out that Jaybie had always wanted to go home.
He felt extremely helpless about his identity.
She was so upset that she slapped herself. Her indecision and hesitation had forced him to leave without saying goodbye because he simply had no idea how to go on alone.
It was extremely dangerous for him to stay in a place where she could not see him.
"I'm sorry, Jaybie! I'll come and take you home," Angeline uttered, but it was now too late for regrets.
After a strike of thunder, the sky started pouring.
The pedestrians who were walking leisurely on the street started fleeing helter-skelter.
Jay stood helplessly in the rain wearing a limited edition white blouse, a pair of black trousers, and white-colored sneakers endorsed by the world's famous sports star.
A Mercedes-Benz suddenly drove past him.
The driver, Yumi, was wearing a pair of large sunglasses. Through the dark lenses, a malicious smirk shot out of her eyes.
"Jay Ares!"
To see Jay appearing at the corner of a crowded street on a business day could mean only one thing only-he and Angeline had fallen out.
Behind the sunglasses, her phoenix eyes glinted slyly. "Jay Ares, I'd like to see how you're going to shine now!
Jay stood at the door of a convenience store to shelter himself from the rain. The curtain of rain under the eaves had blurred his vision, making it almost impossible to see the scenery in the distance.
Chapter 1087
Chapter 1087
Suddenly, several cars drove up to him and pulled over in front of him.
The wheels of the car rolled by, splattering the water on the ground onto Jay's white sneakers.
Jay frowned, turning his falcon-like gaze at the car.
The car door burst open, and a glinting machete came slashing at him.
Jay leaned back nimbly and dodged the machete.
At this time, all the car doors were kicked open at the same time as a dozen men stepped out.
They quickly surrounded Jay, and he pressed his back against the wall of the convenience store while sweeping his sharp gaze across the men in front of him.
He did not know if he could beat them, but he was fighting a lone battle. Hence, he could not be fearless.
At this moment, he suddenly recalled the scene of Angelina fighting with him in the esports arena room.
He then applied what he had learned...
Jay raised his long legs and kicked the crotch of the man in front of him without warning. The man was in so much pain that he tossed his machete away, knelt to the ground, and cried aloud. "Really? A young master like you has stooped to using such underhanded tactics?"
Jay smiled. The moves that Angeline taught him were really useful indeed.
As the man retreated, Jay pursued and reached out to snatch the man's machete to hold up several other machetes that were slashing down at him.
With a flick of his wrist, intense energy was transmitted from one machete to the rest like an electric current. The men who were holding the machetes were so numbed by the tremors that they tossed their machetes away at once.
Jay's body was as light as a swallow as he jumped into the air and galloped on the ground, like a lion that had just woken up after hibernating for thousands of years.
A black Mercedes was parked not far away.
When the car window rolled down, Yumi was seen slowly taking off her sunglasses while wearing a look of bewilderment in her eyes. "Jay Ares is still the same invincible young master. His exceptional martial arts skills are still intact even after he has lost his memory."
An evil sneer formed at the corner of her lips. "Since we can't beat you in hand combat, I'm pretty sure you won't be able to resist my sugar-coated bombs."
The Mercedes-Benz whizzed past.
As though they had received an order, the assassins started fleeing helter-skelter.
When Jay saw the assassins fleeing in a hurry, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
These men seemed to be well-trained assassins, but why were they trying to kill him, though?
Also, when he looked at his fist, he realized that though there were many times he had failed to think of a move to launch a counterattack, his body seemed to be able to move out of muscle memory instead. He was probably someone who used to know martial arts.
He was even more curious about his identity now!
The man called him a young master earlier. To be a young master in Imperial Capital, one would no doubt have a certain reputation. If he could just ask around, it would probably not be too difficult to find out about his identity.
Sycamore Annex, Swallow City.
When Seth brought Yumi back to the Severe family's Sycamore Annex, everyone in the family was taken by surprise.
"Hey, is this the sun rising from the west? So you do remember that you need to return home to your inlaws, Yumi?" Anne mocked bitterly.
While taking Seth's arm, Yumi's gaze was fixed on
Sera who was standing in front of her. She was wearing an unfathomable smile on her face. "Mom, I came home this time to introduce a man to Sera."
Anne sneered, "Hmph, a phoenix in distress is inferior to a rooster. You're no longer the glorious and victorious president of Titus Enterprise anymore. I doubt you'll introduce a good man to Sera."
"I'll ask Missus to help Sera with her marriage. There's no need for you to intervene."
When Anne said 'Missus', she was actually referring to the all-powerful Angeline.
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Chapter 1088
Sera had detested Angeline since childhood, so she was not interested in owing Angeline any favors. She sprung up from the couch and walked up to Yumi, saying solicitously, "If that's the case, I'll leave my marriage in your hands then, Yumi."
Anne glared at Sera with exasperation and reasoned with her. "I spent all my life trying to figure out your sister Angeline. Although she has a bad temper and can sound harsh sometimes, she really isn't that bad of a person. Not only that, she knows how to appreciate her family. So Sera, don't get angry with your sister or you'll regret it one day."
Would Sera listen to her mother's advice, though?
When Yumi saw how distant Sera was acting toward Angeline, a malicious smile played out in her eyes.
"I have something to tell you, Sera. Come with me."
While keeping things mysterious, Yumi brought Sera to the courtyard and crossed her arms, sizing Sera up and down.
"Now aren't you just beautiful," she exclaimed insincerely.
"It's a pity that a beautiful shell like that isn't being put into good use."
Sera glared at her and said a little impatiently, "Stop talking all that nonsense. Get straight to the point!"
The poisonous smile in Yumi's eyes was overflowing. Suddenly, she leaned in closer to Sera and muttered under her breath, "Do you know that he's back?"
Sera looked numb and indifferent. "You mean the former young master, right? So what if he has returned?"
Yumi said, "I'm sure you don't know that he has lost his memory, right?"
Sera's eyes widened...
Yumi said, "Your sister is keeping this a secret, so no one in Imperial Capital is bold enough to say a word to Jay. She's keeping him like some kind of rare treasure, but what she doesn't know is that the more she treasures something, the more vulnerable and susceptible to damage that thing will become."
"What do you mean?"
"I heard that like Angeline, you've had a crush on him for the longest time. Are you really going to resign to this? You didn't seize the opportunity and allowed Angeline to get to him first, and right now, you actually have the opportunity to compete with Angeline again. Maybe God will take care of you this time, and who knows, you might just be the one to tie the knot with the young master in the end?" Sera staggered a little. All the unwillingness and despair that she had sealed off in her heart were now stirring and eager to get into action again.
"She's Grand Asia's president now. How am I supposed to compete with her?"
Yumi said with a smile, "It's precisely because she's Grand Asia's president that she has exposed her most fatal flaw."
"Don't you know what kind of man the young master i s? Do you think he likes women who are more capable than him? No. He will only like weak and tender girls, the girl next door who follows him all day long and treats him like her whole world."
At the sight of Sera's dazed look, Yumi said, "Just do whatever Angeline did when she pursued him back then."
Suddenly, everything became clear to Sera. "Is that even possible?"
Yumi said, "If she can do it, why can't you?"
Sera clenched her fists, a determined glow flashing in her eyes.
At this moment, the many years of desolation and wretchedness she suffered were all washed away.
She began to paint a picture in her head. If she defeated Angeline, then everything she owned today, both her wealth and glory, would all belong to her.
She would then return all the pain that Angeline had given her tenfold.
As long as she could see Angeline painfully begging her for mercy, she would finally feel as though her life was not in vain.
"Will you help me?" she gritted her teeth and asked in a sinister tone.
Yumi shook her head. "I can't help you, but someone else can."
"Who?"
"Madam Ares."
A lightbulb lit up in Sera's head.
"Good idea."
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Chapter 1089
Sera darted Yumi a mysterious and subtle glance before leaving with a smile.
At this very moment, she did not feel as suffocated or stifled anymore. Even her footsteps had become feather-light.
Yumi s hand moved to her red lips, a poisonous sneer brimming from her eyes.
"Oh, Angeline. Even if Sera fails, I'm sure that your body won't be able to withstand the pressure over and over again, right? When you're finally blind and deaf, I'm curious to see how you're planning to run Grand Asia?
"What you've seized from me, I will make sure you pay it back with interest."
The next day.
Sera appeared in Chrysoprase Villa, Imperial Capital.
Chrysoprase Villa was another villa that Angeline had prepared for the Ares family. Although it was not as big as Tourmaline Estate, it was more than enough for the Ares family to live safely and in peace.
Perhaps it was because of the loss of their grandson or perhaps the Ares family had learned their lesson, so they had been keeping a low profile in the past few
years as to not attract Doomsday Organization's attention.
Apart from a few young grandchildren who were out there managing Ares Films, the elders were practically living in seclusion while making very minimal social contact all year round. Sera's arrival had sparked a debate over at the first wife's family.
When someone came to report it to Jack and his wife, Jack's complexion darkened at once. 1
"Does she think that the Ares' residence is a place where she can come and go as she likes?"
Madam Ares' complexion dimmed. Feeling hard-pressed and in distress, she consoled Jack and said," Why don't we meet her and find out why she's really here, Old Master Ares?"
Jack glared at Madam Ares viciously. "I know what you're thinking about. Perhaps I should remind you that she's your daughter and you're the mistress of the Ares family. If you collude with her and do something harmful to others, then you'll only be ruining the Ares family's reputation. If that happens, I don't care whether you're my wife or not. I'll drive you out of the Ares family either way."
Madam Ares shuddered a little, then looked a little mad. "I've been with you for so many years, Old Master Ares, and yet you can't tell where my loyalty lies?"
Jack snorted coldly. "I trust you, but I don't trust Sera.
She's full of bad ideas and I'm afraid that she will lead you by the nose."
Madam Ares replied, "I won't be influenced."
Jack glanced at Madam Ares and sighed heavily." Fine, go and see her, then come back quickly."
Madam Ares looked delighted. "Okay."
Madam Ares met up with Sera at the outdoor pavilion.
Sera looked haggard and scrawny. The moment she saw Madam Ares, her eyes turned pink at once. She looked as though she had suffered a lot of grievances. She embraced Madam Ares and started bawling her eyes out.
"Madam Ares."
There was no denying that Sera was her daughter.
Hence, when she heard Sera's heartbreaking cries, Madam Ares felt like a knife was being twisted in her heart.
"What's wrong, Sera?"
"Life is hard, Madam Ares."
As though an ice current had washed across every part of her body, Madam Ares felt very much tormented.
"Why don't you sit down and slowly talk me through it?"
With her face covered in tears, Sera started giving a recount of her life in the Severe family in the past
three years.
"I didn't know better back then and went against your advice to leave the Ares family. Initially, I thought that my parents would accept me regardless of what I've done in the past because they're my birth family after all, yet who would've thought..."
Sera sobbed. "My father has been treating me indifferently since then, whereas my mother speaks to me harshly every day. Now that Angeline is Grand Asia's president, everyone in the Severe family is at her beck and call. As Angeline is angry at me for loving Jay, she does everything possible to make things difficult for me. I can't stay in that house anymore."
Madam Ares was furious. She slammed the coffee table and stood up. "As the president of Grand Asia, how can Angeline be so narrow-minded? What a bitter disappointment compared to JJ."
With a thud, Sera fell to her knees and started pleading with Madam Ares piteously. "I know you care for me, Madam Ares. Please, please help me."
How could Madam Ares not feel heartbroken when she saw the tears streaming down Sera's face? This was her biological daughter!
Chapter 1090
Chapter 1090
"Tell me, how can I help you?" Madam Ares relented.
With tears in her eyes, Sera said, "I'm sure you know that there's only one thing I want in this life, and that's to be with Jay. I have suffered tremendously and was insulted terribly for him. I beg you, Madam Ares. Would you please fulfill my wish?" After saying those words, Sera started hugging Madam Ares' feet.
At the sight of this, Madam Ares felt her heart aching tremendously. She pulled her up and advised earnestly, saying, "Sera, you know better than anyone that he only loves Angeline."
Sera said, "If he was still the same Master Ares, then I certainly won't be as bold to have excessive expectations, Madam Ares. Right now, however, he has lost his memory, and rumor has it that he's really colo and indifferent toward Angeline. Perhaps God is trying to help me by giving me another chance?"
Madam was extremely hesitant!
Sera pleaded piteously. "You're the only person in this world who treats me well, Madam Ares. If even you start giving up on me, then I suppose death will be my only option." Madam Ares' body trembled.
She stroked Sera's messy hair with great tenderness, and upon seeing her helpless face, all her persistence collapsed in an instant.
"Okay, I'll help you one more time."
Sera broke into a grin.
Madam Ares asked, "Do you know where he is now?"
Sera nodded.
With Yumi's help, it was much easier for her to locate Jay.
Grand Asia's president's office.
Grayson reported in a hurry. "Ms. Severe!"
Angeline looked listlessly at him. "What's wrong? Why are you screaming?"
When Jay left without saying goodbye, he seemed to have taken her heart away as well. In the past two days, Angeline had been muddling along without any aim in life. Grayson said with a smile, "Our men found him."
Angeline was suddenly full of energy. "Where?"
Grayson replied, "The Cape of Good Hope Bay."
Angeline stood up and said in a dignified tone, "Go and get ready. We'll go and bring him home."
Grayson hesitated a little.
Angeline eyed Grayson suspiciously. "Anything else?"
Grayson said earnestly, "Ms. Severe, someone attacked him out there the other day and he actually dealt with more than a dozen men alone. I think he has recalled most, if not all, of his martial arts skills. If you tie him up and bring him home by force, what are we going to do if he resists?"
Angeline pondered for a moment and took out a pair of handcuffs from the drawer, saying, "Even if it means tying him up and bringing him home, we still have to do it. It's too unsafe for him to wander out there alone."
Grayson was absolutely speechless. "If a fight broke out between us, Ms. Severe, even our men won't be his match."
It was not because they could not win Jay in a fight, but because no one dared to lay a finger on him!
Angeline glared at Grayson. "If you can't tie him up and bring him back, then you alone will bear all the responsibility!"
Grayson was sweating profusely.
Cape of Good Hope Bay.
In a rental house.
Jay was sitting on a couch holding fennel in his hand with a slightly forlorn look on his face.
When exactly would his family come and take him home?