Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 463

Jay opened his mouth easily, a vicious voice sounding out, "On the day of my wife's accident, your family caused a great mess. You told me it was a coincidence, but I'm inclined to believe it was your

deliberate conspiracy to harm others.

"James, if anything happens to my wife, I want all of you and your family to be buried together with her."

James gulped.

Every cell in his body seemed to be frozen.

It made him feel a bone-piercing cold.

He thought that his foresight had always been very sharp and precise his entire life. Yet with regards to Rose, he really made an oversight.

Jay had never been close to women, so why did he have to love Rose Loyle, who was nothing special to look at, so crazily?

"Grayson, see the guest out," Jay said indifferently.

"Yes, Mr. Ares!" Grayson responded.

Jay regarded James scornfully. "In the future, if this person comes to look for me again, just beat him and drive him out."

James' face paled...

"Jay, you hate me this much?"

Grayson shot the guard a warning glance. "What are you still waiting for? Throw him out."

The guard came forward and dragged James out like a dog.

Jay stood by the French windows and looked down at the tiny, ant-like shadow at the gate of Grand Asia.

James would never understand why he hated him so much.

It was because Rose Foyle was Angeline Severe, who was his life.

They took Rose's life, so his heart had died along with her.

How could a lifeless person have a heart?

At night, Jay lay on the bed and held the phone left by Rose in his hand.

Every space in the phone had been browsed through by him.

He could even recite all the recorded notes in the address book.

Yet every day, his greatest pleasure was to read every message on the phone repeatedly.

There were several audio recordings in the gallery. He also listened to them many times.

One of the recordings was empty, but the recording time was very long. He was patient every time and listened to it till the end before turning off the recording even though he could not hear anything. Today, Jay listened to the recordings once again.

When it was time to listen to the empty recording, Jay received a call from Grayson.

Grayson reported to him the work schedule for the next three days over the phone, and the reporting time was especially long...

Jay was silent, listening carefully to Grayson's report.

Suddenly, a familiar voice ran through his eardrum.

"Jay, since I can't escape from your evil clutches today anyway, I want to hear the truth. Have you ever loved Angeline Severe?" This was Rose's voice.

"No." This was a disguised voice.

"Haha..." Rose's forlorn laugh was heard through the phone.

"Okay, I get it. I finally see your true colors."

"There's one more question that I need to know the answer to. Did you deliberately stage the accident that killed Angeline because she knew the secret of Mushroom Gate?"

"Yes."

"You were so kind to her."

Jay was so shocked that the phone in his hand slipped to the ground. He ran back to the bedside, picked up Rose's phone, and listened to the conversation over and over again.

If knowing that Rose was killed had already made him so sad that he did not want to live on, now that he learned that she was killed while in such a state of mind, he was even more heartbroken. Undoubtedly, he loved her more than he loved his own life.

Yet in her heart, she believed that he was the murderer who was plotting against her in all respect.

Her despair and her wretchedness... How heartbreaking it was.

"Baby, it wasn't me..." he whispered over and over again.