Ch. 881..890

Chapter 881

As he spoke of his mother, there was an expression of loneliness on Cole's ethereal and handsome face.

Angeline recalled that he had once said that he was an only child in the family, that his half-brothers and sisters were too many to count and that he felt quite strangely about the structure of his family.

"Did your mother not care that your father was out running amok?" Angeline asked. Maybe it was out of curiosity or maybe it was out of concern for Cole as a friend.

Cole's warm smile became a bit bitter as he spoke in a helpless tone.

"My mother was my father's original match. When she married my father, I thought my father would follow the monogamous system. But my father only amused my mother on the surface and secretly hooked up with other beautiful women. When my mother found out about those love affairs, I was so angry that I almost jumped off a building. My father knelt for my mother for three days and three nights before she forgave him.

"I thought that my father would really regret it, but later, I found out that he had only gotten worse. Every time he went on a business trip, he would always bring home a beautiful woman with a big belly. When my mother got angry, she would go to the family

prayer room and pray to God, never looking at my father again. Yet, my father would still insist on going into the prayer hall for a few hours every day."

Angeline was dumbfounded. "Your dad is unusual. Other men would have forgotten the old when they have a new love. The way your father treated your mother was still quite kind and righteous."

The righteous heart in Angelina's being made her outraged for what happened to Cole's mother." Anyway, your father let your mother down. There's only one love for your mother but since your father could not give her pure love, why bother trying to appease your mother?"

Cole looked at the indignant Angeline and said in a daze, "You're very similar to my mother. You're both affectionate and dedicated to love. Moreover, you know that the man you love is a scumbag. Yet, you're still unwilling to leave him. You'd rather be wronged and be unwilling to break through the shackles to start a new life."

Angeline was dazed, unable to speak for a long time.

"Perhaps, loving him has already become a habit. It's like the habit of eating three meals a day that has been integrated into one's life. You can't change it," Angeline said, tears wetting her eyes.

Cole heaved a long sigh. "Angeline, look at me. I love you too. The first time I saw you, it was as if the rays of the scorching sun had suddenly appeared in the dark night. It made me so happy. I can't guarantee that I can give you the happiness you want, but I can assure you that if you stay with me, I will live a life of monogamy. I won't make you feel wronged or make you cry..."

Angeline looked at Cole with tears in her eyes. This guy was always an image of naivety in front of her. It made her nerves thin whenever she had wrongly accused him.

She did not expect that he was so serious about his feelings, and his feelings were delicate.

"Cole, thank you," Angeline said.

Cole smiled brilliantly. Although she did not give him an answer, she was no longer alienated from calling him by his name, which made him very happy.

Shirley's panicked exclamation came all of a sudden from downstairs.

"Ah, Zayne, what happened to you?"

Angeline paled. She jumped out of bed and ran downstairs.

Zayne lay on the sofa in the living room. His body was covered in blood, but he kept cursing Jay, "Jay Ares, you must've been born by a demon. Why are you so cruel?"

Angeline looked at Zayne who was all bloody. She did not know whether she was feeling despair at Jay's coldness, or if she was feeling distressed for Zayne. Her tears merely fell like a curtain of rain. Zayne looked at Angeline and his heart stopped for a moment.

Angeline could not even bear such a small thing.

When all the cruel things were placed in front of her in the future, she would likely cry to death.

His mission was to help this girl out of the fog.

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Chapter 882

Thinking of the difficult task that Jay had assigned him, Zayne started to curse him again, "Jay Ares, you blasted idiot!"

Angeline walked over to grab the face towel from Shirley's hand, begging, "Big Sis, let me take care of him this once, okay?"

She felt ashamed. It was because she had loved the wrong person that Zayne suffered with her.

Shirley stood up and gave her the face towel. She said softly, "Little Angeline, don't be sad. Your brother still has the energy to curse others, so he should be fine." "Okay." Angeline nodded.

Zayne lifted his bloody leg. "You guys take a good look. Is this fine? Jay gave me a fierce beating and threw me from the car window onto the highway. If I'm not physically strong, I would've already gone and met Lucifer."

Angeline cried even harder till her shoulders began trembling.

Cole's handsome face became emotionless and neutral.

Zayne's eyes fell on Cole. "Why is this guy in my house?"

Angeline said, "He's my friend, Cole Yorks. It was

fortunate that he sent me home today. Otherwise, I would've completely embarrassed the Severe family today."

Cole had a warm smile on his handsome face.

Zayne's expression was a little thoughtful.

Before Jay treated him with sincerity, he had a good impression of Cole. After all, this wealthy kid was willing to spend time and effort to spoil his sister.

Zayne supported him so that he could be angry at Jay for not cherishing his sister.

However, after knowing that Jay was acting cold and emotionless toward his sister because he loved and spoiled her the most, Zayne could no longer stand against Jay.

He understood Jay's pain.

Hence, Zayne became put off by Cole.

Zayne looked at Cole guardedly. "You're not bad, kid. You've managed to impress my sister in no time. But don't get too full of yourself now. My sister won't like you. It's useless no matter how much effort you put in. I advise you to give up soon."

Cole smiled and said, "The success of a 1,000-mile journey is from the first brave step taken by the revolutionary soldiers."

His implication was that since Angeline regarded him as a friend, his first step was already a success.

Zayne said, "Don't be so pleased with yourself! You'll fail even if you're almost at the end, let alone by just taking the first step."

Shirley pushed Zayne a little and rebuked, "Zayne, it's not as if you haven't seen Master Ares being ruthless toward Little Angeline. Now that there's someone who likes Little Angeline, why are you stopping him?"

Zayne heaved a heavy sigh.

He also knew that his sister was still so young and that she was exquisitely beautiful. If Jay Ares died, his sister would have no reason to stay a widow for him forever.

Yet thinking of those silly things Jay had done for Angeline in his life, Zayne would feel too sorry for him if Angeline ever ended up with another man.

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Chapter 883

Old Master Severe and George came downstairs and saw Zayne's horrible wounds. George scolded the culprit angrily, "Jay, I've really misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be such a cruel and ruthless person."

Old Master Severe said nothing, but there was a faint shimmer of moisture in his withered eyes.

George only knew that his son had been beaten. What he did not know was that Jay was using this ruthless method to protect the Severe family.

The person who was really suffering was Jay.

"Dad, I don't want to work with Eminent Honor anymore." Zayne took advantage of his injury to act out against George.

He remembered his promise to Jay.

George was still disheartened by his son's injury just a moment ago. Then, he suddenly picked up a broom to hit him when he heard his son's unpromising words.

"What did you say? When you had me give you the money to establish Eminent Honor back then, you knelt in front of me and made a promise. You said that you want to tear the label of a prodigal off yourself and that you would revitalize the Severe family. But now you're so easily saying that you want to quit?"

Angeline shielded Zayne and snatched away the broomstick from George. "Dad, don't get angry first. Listen to everything Brother has to say."

With a guilty expression, Old Master Severe said to Cole, "Mr. Yorks, I apologize that you have to witness this fiasco. The children have grown. After all that's said and done, we'd like to keep our dignity. I implore Mr. Yorks to step back."

Cole left gracefully.

Angeline spread herself over Zayne, crying as she said to George, "Dad, Brother is already hurt all over. If you hit him again, he'll die."

George said, "You think I wouldn't dare hit you because you're protecting this prodigal?" After saying this, he raised his broom and waved it down.

Lady Severe ran out and knelt in front of George. "Old Master, please let them go. If you want to hit someone, hit me."

Anne stood aside, holding her arms with both hands. Her expression was neither indifferent nor judging.

"Oh, Old Master, you're also at fault. You clearly knew that Zayne is a useless good-for-nothing yet you still used so much money to start a business for him. Well done now. The money's gone. Aren't you heartbroken?"

Zayne was probably provoked by Anne's words when he suddenly pushed Angeline away and knelt in front of George, enduring the pain.

"Dad, hit me. It's your son who failed to keep his promise and disappointed you."

George swung the broom hard on Zayne's back several times. Lady Severe's eyes rolled back in fright before she finally fainted.

George was so annoyed that he threw the broom aside... "Alright, alright. It's because I was unable to teach my son. It's all my fault."

Angelina and Shirley hurriedly dragged the bloody Zayne into the bedroom. When Angelina dug out the healing cream, she undressed Zayne.

"You guys can leave. I'll handle it myself," Zayne said.

"You're still shy?" Angelina felt a bit weird. People like Zayne had a lesser sense of shame than any normal person. He did not even know what the word meant when he was young.

Zayne became a little embarrassed. "Where I'm injured is too covert. To have me face two exquisite and beautiful women, I'm afraid it'd be a disrespect to you."

Angeline slapped his head. "Do you dare get hard with me around? I wouldn't be your sister if I don't castrate you nice and clean."

Shirley pulled Angeline outside.

Zayne breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the healing ointment and said to himself, "How could I fool you if I didn't say something like that?"

He then took off his clothes. His injuries were shades of blue and purple, but it was strange to say that he did not feel any particular pain.

"Those guys of Jay's really got some skills. They may have hit me all over, but they only just brushed the surface."

Once Zayne was done tending to his wounds, he changed into some clean clothes.

Then, he lay on the bed and shouted at the door, "You can come in."

Angeline and Shirley walked in one after another.

Shirley saw the dirty clothes on the stool by the end of the bed, picked them up, and went downstairs to wash them.

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Chapter 884

At this time, a competition ticket fell out of his pocket. Shirley picked it up and handed it to Zayne. Zayne was a little nervous but pretended to be a fool. "It's for Baby Robbie." Angeline took the competition ticket, and seeing the invitation sticker for the Juniors International Taekwondo Competition on it, she was suddenly dumbfounded.

Zayne said, "Don't look at it. This kind of violent competition isn't suitable for our Baby Robbie."

Angeline said, "Why not? Baby Robbie likes Taekwondo and has a talent in it. We can't kill the talent God has given him."

There was a smidge of panic in Zayne's eyes. If Angeline agrees to Baby Robbie participating in the competition, then the mother and child would face a long period of separation. Zayne could not bear it.

Angeline put the ticket into her own pocket and said,' We'll let Baby Robbie make his own decision on this matter."

Zayne stretched out his hand. Unexpectedly, he had the urge to tear the ticket to pieces.

"Where's Baby Robbie?" Zayne asked.

"School's almost over."

Speak of the devil and he was sure to appear.

"Hey." Baby Robbie's frustrated voice came from outside the door.

"Baby Robbie!" Angeline called out.

Baby Robbie walked in with a small school bag on his back. He hugged his Mommy and started acting like a baby. "Mommy, Jenson is gone. It's so boring." Angeline felt a twang in her heart when it came to Jenson.

"I didn't manage to send Jenson off today. I went to the flower field early at dawn to decorate the venue and receive guests. I hope Jens won't blame me for it." "Mommy, Jens wouldn't blame you."

Angeline gently caressed Baby Robbie, saying," Mommy wants Jens too, but if we're patient for a little while more, Jens will come home at the end of the semester." Zayne bit his lip tightly until there was blood.

Angeline, who was kept in the dark, probably did not know that Jenson would not be back for another eight or ten years.

Baby Robbie saw the competition ticket in Angelina's hand. "Mommy, what is this?"

Angeline handed him the ticket. "An invitation to a

Taekwondo competition. Do you want to go?"

Baby Robbie took it from his mommy's hands and said excitedly, "That's great! I haven't had a good fight in a long time."

Zayne's voice was hoarse. "I'll bring you to the competition when I'm better."

"Okay." Baby Robbie nodded happily.

Baby Robbie put the competition ticket into his school bag. Just then, he caught a glimpse of Zayne's injuries. Baby Robbie, who was born with compassion, immediately went to him and said with worry, "Uncle, you were beaten."

Angeline was afraid that Zayne would tell the truth and ruin the child's good impression of his Daddy.

Zayne said with a smile, "I ruined the company, so your grandpa beat me."

Baby Robbie burst out without reason. "I broke a billion-dollar castle but Daddy was still not willing to beat m e. Daddy said affection is always more precious than money. Looking at this, Grandpa loves you, but not as deep as Daddy loves me."

Zayne laughed with tears.

Such a wonderful Jay Ares, but...

Where would the god of death who hid in the darkness take him?

Chapter 885

Chapter 885

Unknowing of the time as it passed, the heat of midsummer had slowly subsided. Nights at the mountain villa became a bit cooler.

Cole was lying down in the outdoor recliner, looking up at the shining stars above his head. His eyes were chasing after the bright moon. "Carson, would you say I'm a star or the moon?" Cole suddenly turned his head and looked at Carson who was next to him with confused eyes.

Carson looked up at the bright moon. It was so lonely, s o cold, and so noble.

"Young Master, you're a star."

"Why?"

"As the Old Master said, every one of us in our final days will become a star after our death. To illuminate the way forward for those left behind. Young Master, you're the brightest star," Carson said seriously. "What about Jay Ares? What do you think is he?" Cole asked.

Carson frowned, wondering what had gotten into the young master today for him to ask these strange questions.

"People who are as cold as Jay Ares and who refuse the people around them will only live in loneliness

forever. Of course, he's the moon," Carson said.

Cole's face sank in displeasure. "But the stars are going to chase after the moon. Do you think I will chase after him?" In his words was unacceptance and obstinance toward Jay.

Carson was a little startled. "Oh, Young Master, this is just a metaphor. It shouldn't be taken too seriously. Young Master rules over the life and death of all living beings. Even the life and death of Jay Ares is in your dominion, so why would you chase after him?"

Cole nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, are the mortality cards for the coming mission done?" At the turn of the conversation, Cole glared at Carson angrily. "Why do I think you're not too concerned about the mission this time?" Carson looked as if he was wronged. "Young Master, the Spiriters were here yesterday. You have been busy preparing gifts for the Severe family these past two days, hence I didn't dare to disturb you." Cole raised his hand and knocked on the back of Carson's head. "Do you not know what is important and what is not?"

Carson said with a bitter expression, "Young Master, the Old Master has said that everything is a trivial matter compared to your wife."

Cole suddenly said, "Aren't I just looking for a wife? Is it that difficult?"

Carson did not know what his young master had suddenly thought of, but there was a gentle smile on his handsome face as the corners of his lips curved u p. "Angeline called me 'Cole' today. She has also become more gentle and considerate when she speaks to me. I used to like the look of her losing her temper, but now I find that she can touch my heart even more when she's being weak and gentle." Carson looked at Cole who looked drunk and reminded him cautiously. "Young Master, do you want to see the mortality cards made by the Spiriters?"

Cole was interrupted and looked at Carson silently.

He then got up from the hammock, tidied his clothes, and walked toward the back of the villa with dignity.

In the backyard of the villa was an old tower building. Compared to the previous modern villas, the two styles were quite different, and the buildings of different sizes gave people a strong visual impact. The front was bright and relaxed, while the back was suppressed and dark.

As Cole stepped into the tower building, rows of sensor lights in the dark interior lit up.

There was a sacred podium right at the front, but it was dedicated to the god of death.

Below the podium was an array of tombs and in the middle of them was a sand table with round, thin concentric tombstones inserted into it. There were four tombstones lit with information of the deceased from Bright Moon Village written on them along with their portraits.

The other tombstones were blank except for their names.

These thin tombstones were also called mortality cards.

Once their names were engraved and inserted into the sand table, it meant that their deaths would happen in only three months at most.

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Chapter 886

Cole's gaze fell on the flags in the sand table. There was a red flag and a white flag.

'Ares' was written on the red flag while 'Yorks' was written on the white!

"Dylan Ares, you humiliated my aunt and caused her death. I want the 2,000 lives of your Ares family to pay for what was done to her." Cole's voice was very soft, like the breeze that blew in, faint and distant. Cole's gaze fell on the descendants of Dylan Ares' family, his eyes darkening slightly.

Once the mortality cards were made, there would be no way to destroy them.

A pale, slender hand suddenly stretched out and picked out the mortality cards of Angeline Severe and Jenson Ares.

With them were also Robert and Rozette Doyle's. Surprise floated onto Cole's handsome face.

"Why is this the last name for Baby Robbie and Baby Zetty?"

The Spiriter then walked out. He was wearing a black, hooded cloak that was white inside. His head was lowered. He wore a special full-face mask that only exposed his eyes. The Spiriter spoke respectfully," Young Master, there's no doubt about Angeline

Severe's identity."

"Oh? Speak."

Through the special disguise, the Spiriter's voice was barely recognizable. "Eight years ago, Jay Ares' childhood sweetheart, Angeline Severe, died in a car accident. A few months later, Jay Ares married Rose Loyle. Six years later, Rose Loyle fell to her death.

Angeline Severe returned two years after her death."

Cole held onto Angeline's mortality card, his handsome face revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Isn't this weird?"

The Spiriter spoke once more, "We found a very strange thing. Eight years ago, it was Rose Loyle who Jay Ares had married, but the Civil Affairs Office registered his and Angeline Severe's names." Then, it was as if Cole had realized something. "I understand now, Angeline is Rose, and Rose is Angeline. Otherwise, why would the three smart little devils be so protective of Angeline?"

The Spiriter said, "How do you explain Angeline Severe's resurrection?"

Cole's complexion was slightly pale. "She found a vessel."

Cole raised Angeline's mortality card and placed it in front of him. "Angeline, do you love him so much that you can't even let go of him after two lifetimes?"

After finding out about Angeline's true love for Jay and Jay only, Cole's heart was filled with a sourness.

"What should I do to have you? Angeline, are you willing to turn back around for me?"

He drew back out the mortality cards of Robert and Rozette Coyle, slipping them between his fingers together with Angeline and Jenson's.

He said to the Spiriter, "My next order. I'll personally deal with the life and death of these four people."

The Spiriter nodded. "Yes." Then, he spoke again," Young Master, the sand table is ready. With the young master's order, our people can take action and eliminate the people on the sand table in one fell swoop."

Cole thought for a moment. "Send some gifts to the Ares family first, then let them die that way. We wouldn't want to cheapen them."

The Spiriter nodded. "Yes."

Coming out of the tower building that was dedicated to the gods' podium, Carson inquired curiously, "Young Master, that Jay Ares is no ordinary person. If we don't deal with this complex situation decisively and if we garner his suspicion, things will not go so smoothly."

Cole said, "You just like to praise him."

Carson licked his lips. He was sincerely in awe of Jay, thinking he would make a terrifying opponent.

Chapter 887

Chapter 887

In the dark of the night.

Over the quiet earth, a dark shadow was approaching unsettlingly toward Tourmaline Estate.

On top of the tower of Tourmaline Estate, the guards watched the form of the floating black fog from a distance. A hint of doubt filled their eyes.

"Strange, why is there such a big fog?" Just after they had muttered this to themselves, from far away came a bullet which hit one man in his left atrium. He did not even have the time to make a sound before falling to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the guards of the other sentinels of Tourmaline Estate fell silently into a pool of blood.

The flickering dark shadow suddenly plowed into the estate with a thunderous force as if it was like a sports car with increased horsepower.

Harper Ares had just returned to Tourmaline Estate with a gentle and graceful internet celebrity in his arms in the middle of the night. However, what came into their field of vision was a shocking sea of blood. "Ah!" The woman let out a tragic cry before fleeing with her head in her arms.

Harper was so frightened that he immediately lost

consciousness.

A man wearing black overalls, a hooded cloak, and a ghost motif mask walked out with his weapon. He aimed the barrel at Harper and shot. Harper instantly fell into the pool of blood.

A helicopter flew over and a ladder was dropped. The man in the black cloak was like a bat, climbing up into the helicopter quickly before that ladder was quickly retracted. Like a bullet, the helicopter launched into the endless sky.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the tower of Tourmaline Estate was a scribbling in blood: D13!

Dawn came, expelling the darkness.

When the masters and servants of the Ares family opened the door, they saw Tourmaline Estate with corpses strewn haphazardly and blood flowing like rivers, scaring them one by one as they scurried with their heads in their hands.

"Ah, they're dead, they're dead!"

The male masters of each Ares family rushed to Chateau de Selene with anxious expressions.

When Grand Old Master Ares received the news, that vicissitudinary yet still refined face was like an old monk's who was entering meditation. There was no reaction at all for a long time.

After a long time only did the old lady dare to give out orders. "Seal the bodies in the underground palace immediately and stop the spread of the news. No one is allowed to disclose this matter." Soon, all the bodies in Tourmaline Estate were transported to the underground palace, and the grounds were washed clean.

It was as if nothing had happened.

As for the restless servants, Grand Old Master Ares used the lure of money on those who were willing to stay. The Ares family immediately rewarded them one million each.

The servants did not know what kind of bad luck the Ares family would face in the future. They held onto some faint wishful thinking for the things that had not happened. With the allure of money, no one left.

It was just that with so many guards dead all of a sudden, along with Harper Ares, the fourth son of the Ares family, the way the Ares family handled it would lead to many others who did not know of the situation to be suspicious.

Sera, who lived in Tourmaline Estate, was anxious and clamoring to leave the terrible place.

The madam comforted her, saying, "Sera, you have to trust Grand Old Master Ares. He'll never just stand by and watch. I believe that it won't be long before Grand Old Master Ares catches the murderer and the haze within Tourmaline Estate will then dissipate."

Sera said persistently, "I want to leave this place, I

want to leave this place. It's too terrifying here."

Madam said, "But where would you go?"

"Of course back to the Severe family," Sera blurted out.

Madam said, "Don't forget, you and your father had a falling out when you left. Your father said that he no longer has a daughter like you. Would they still accept you without question when you go back?"

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Sera cried and wailed. "I'm his daughter no matter what. He won't really deny me, right? Madam, please don't speak anymore. Are you even considering my safety by wanting me to stay here? Aren't you being too selfish?"

The madam felt so helpless. She closed her eyes as two streams of tears fell.

"Sera, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, but you have to think it through. The Ares family is not a place where you can come and leave as you like. Also, about Tourmaline Estate, Grand Old Master Ares has issued a n order and asked us to keep quiet about it, so you can't reveal a single thing after you leave. Otherwise, based on what I know about Grand Old Master Ares, he will never let you off easily if you create a disaster."

Sera only wanted to escape from this terrible place. "I won't say anything, Madam. Don't worry, I won't say a word."

"Then swear by the altar." Dylan walked in all of a sudden.

Sera immediately raised her hand and vowed, "I swear that I, Sera Severe, will accept death if I ever leak a single word about Tourmaline Estate."

Dylan said, "Since your heart is no longer here, you may go."

He glanced at the madam. "Since she wants to leave s o capriciously, whether she's alive or dead, you must not worry about her anymore in the future." Madam blushed and whispered, "Yes, Old Master."

Dylan sent people to fetch Sera back to the Severe's residence.

As Zayne was home, Angeline had moved out of Shirley's bedroom and moved into the bedroom that Sera previously stayed in.

When Sera came back so suddenly, she had nowhere to stay.

Sera sat on the sofa on the first floor, crying heartbrokenly.

"I just left not long ago and now there's no room for me in this house. How can you treat me this way?"

Anne came out and saw that Sera's expression was angry but also unwilling.

"Sera, I've raised you for more than 20 years. You decided yourself to leave and you left me ruthlessly. Why did you come back now?"

Sera raised a teary face and looked at Anne. "Mom, if you weren't partial to Seth, why would I have chosen to run away?"

Anne was filled with indignation. "I admit that it was wrong for me to favor your brother, but you shouldn't have humiliated him at his wedding. You deliberately wrapped such a big red envelope for the Titus family but didn't give your brother a penny. You genuinely wanted to separate from us, no? In that case, why are you back?"

A touch of shame appeared on Sera's face.

George, Zayne, and Angeline had heard the dispute downstairs.

Sera saw George and hurriedly acted like a baby toward him. "Dad, Mom is being partial toward Seth."

George looked at Sera with a cold expression. "It's wrong for her to be partial, but her partiality is not an excuse for your loss of dignity. Haven't you been living well in Tourmaline Estate? Why did you come back?"

Sera blurted out, "People have died at Tourmaline Estate and I'm scared!"

Zayne was stunned. His mind was blown at that moment.

Sera realized that she had misspoken, so she hurried to salvage the situation. "The servant who served the madam fell ill and died. I was afraid, so I came back to live here for a while." Angeline was certainly not suspicious.

After all, in her opinion, birth, old age, sickness, and death were natural phenomena.

Zayne looked pale. He staggered upstairs and locked himself up.

Jay's worries were right. Something wrong had indeed happened at Tourmaline Estate. Zayne was so nervous that he began sweating. "No, no, I have to take Baby Robbie away."

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Chapter 889

Zayne fished out his phone, and with shaky fingers, he booked the earliest flight to S Country for him and Baby Robbie.

Then, he sent a text message to Jay, 'The plane takes off at 1 PM today.'

Grand Asia.

When Jay saw the text message, he still could not repress the sadness in his heart although he had prepared himself mentally for a long time.

He rested his head on the back of the office chair. A rare trace of dejection appeared on that handsome, ice -sculpted face.

"I'm sending the children off to different places one by one and leaving Angelina all alone. Angelina will never forgive me," Jay said sadly.

Finn comforted, saying, "If the doom comes and you're not willing to be alone, I'm afraid the missus will be in pain and suffer all day long. How will she have the energy to take care of the children?" "I've made her hate me more now, but I hope her pain will be reduced by a bit in the future," Jay said.

At this time, Grayson pushed open the door and entered. He was holding a large stack of documents in his hands with Jay's personal seal on them.

"President Ares, these documents require your signature and seal. After you sign and seal them, the title of the person in charge of Grand Asia will be transferred to Miss Angeline from today onward." Jay nodded and straightened his posture.

Flipping open the file, he put down his own name flamboyantly in every place specified by Grayson.

After he was done, Jay started laughing at himself." Angeline, now I'm a pauper with nothing. From now on, I'll rely on you to feed me."

Finn could not help but laugh at President Ares finding joy in the midst of adversity.

"President Ares, I'm afraid you'll have to plead with the missus in the future so that she'll forgive you for your big lie today," Grayson said while joking.

Jay imagined a bright future. "If I can escape from the doom, not only will I offer a humble apology to her, I can even kneel on durians for her every day. I'll do it all."

Grayson's expression was serious.

He lifted his lips and summoned his courage after a long time. "President Ares, there was an incident at Tourmaline Estate last night."

Jay's smile was frozen on his face. He raised his eyes to look at Grayson.

Grayson continued, "This morning, the well-known internet celebrity anchor, Fran Young, talked about her return to Tourmaline Estate with Harper in the live broadcast room. She said she saw many people dead in the estate."

Jay stood up in shock. "And?"

"I dared not let her continue to spill the beans, so I sent a hacker to block her live broadcast room."

Jay picked up his coat on the office chair and ordered Finn. "Follow me back to Tourmaline Estate."

"Yes."

Grayson said, "I'll go too."

Soon, Jay and the others came to Tourmaline Estate, but the estate was as quiet as usual. The guards stood in their respective positions, performing their duties.

Finn said, "Could it be that the internet celebrity anchor was lying?"

As soon as he said this, his gaze was drawn by the dark red characters that had stained the tower-D13

"They really came," Finn said.

"Tourmaline Estate obstructed the news but overlooked the god of death's warning symbol on the top of the tower. I wonder how many died last night?" Storm said. Jay looked at the guards around him. On the surface, it looked almost the same as before, but the distance between the guards' outposts had obviously been increased.

"They've only given us a death warning. He doesn't want us to die this quickly. He wants to punish us and let us taste the panic and fear of nearing death," Jay gritted his teeth and said.

Grayson looked at the Signal of Death, D13, and wondered. "This 'D' means death. But I don't understand the number. What does 13 mean? It can't be that they're showing mercy by only taking 13 lives from the Ares family right?"

Finn said, "If we look at this according to the ancient interpretation, I'm afraid 13 represents the deadline for death."

"In other words, the Ares family have at most 13 days to live?" Grayson's expression was serious.

Chapter 890

Chapter 890

Jay's wheelchair stopped under the tower. He was only lost in thought for a moment before he turned around and headed back.

Finn said in surprise, "President Ares, aren't you going to visit Grand Old Master Ares?"

Jay said, "No, I'll move back to Tourmaline Estate after I'm done dealing with the things at hand."

Angeline received a text message from Jay. 'Come to Garden Of A Diary.'

However, the simple sentence made Angeline think it dirty.

Did he need her to solve his psychological needs?

As Angeline was hesitating about how to reply to the text, Baby Robbie suddenly ran in. He head-butted into his Mommy's arms and said coyly, "Mommy, Uncle Zayne has booked a flight for 1 PM today. We're leaving Swallow City. Mommy, I'll miss you."

Angeline hugged Baby Robbie and smiled softly. "Son, Mommy can't accompany you to the competition, but Mommy believes in you. You've never let Mommy down. You're the best."

Baby Robbie's alluring eyes bloomed with confidence. "Okay. Mommy, I won't let you down. I'll defeat all the

opponents. I'll have all of them surrender to me."

"While victory is important, your life is even more so. Remember Mommy's words."

"Okay." Baby Robbie nodded.

Zayne walked in hurriedly and urged, saying, "Baby Robbie, it's late. Hurry up."

Angeline stood up and sent Baby Robbie downstairs.

Zayne then held Baby Robbie and got into the car.

He was reluctant to put Baby Robbie down.

Baby Robbie leaned over the back of the car seat. He saw Mommy standing there like a tree stump, unmoving.

"Mommy." Baby Robbie instantly burst into tears.

Zayne held Baby Robbie tighter.

It was not until the Severe family's compound was left far behind that Baby Robbie sat down obediently.

"Uncle Zayne, I forgot to say goodbye to Baby Zetty."

Zayne was a little stupefied. "Then, do you... want to go back and say goodbye to her?"

Baby Robbie shook his head. "Forget it. Mommy cried when I left. Why should I go back and provoke

Mommy even more? Anyway, the competition will end very quickly. I can see Baby Zetty then." "Okay," Zayne bit his lip and said chokingly.

Baby Robbie heard something unusual in his voice and turned to look at him. "Uncle Zayne, are you crying?"

"I'm not," Zayne said.

Baby Robbie moved his head right to Zayne's front, his two puppy dog eyes staring at Zayne intently.

"You're crying."

Zayne wiped his tears casually. "Okay, I'm crying. I hate having to part with my wife."

Baby Robbie sighed. "Every time when my dad misses Mommy, his face seems to look as if he had emerged from an ice cellar. It's so cold that it'd even snow in June. We're all afraid to talk to him. But you cry when you miss your wife."

Baby Robbie shook his head. "Marriage is too scary. When I grow up, I don't want to fall head over heels with a woman and lose myself."

Zayne suddenly felt that this was a very bad start, so he painstakingly persuaded Baby Robbie. "Marriage is good. There's someone to warm the bed when the weather is cold."

"An electric blanket is better. I can switch it on and off as I please," Baby Robbie said with a pout.