Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1250

The man wore a windbreaker. His tall and splendid body coupled with his fair face made him look extremely youthful.

There was a beautiful young lady standing next to the man. She wore sunglasses, hip-hop braids, wide-leg pants, and a tight-fitting cropped top. She looked very much like a rebellious girl.

Zayne stared speechlessly at the young couple and praised them lazily. "The pretty boy looks really good. Apart from that wife-pampering demon, he's the second most handsome man I've ever seen."

As soon as his voice fell, the young couple walked up t o Zayne. He immediately sensed an intimidating aura surging forth.

"What are you trying to do?" Zayne dragged Josephine behind him and stood forward. "All I did was call you a pretty boy, no? What’s wrong? I can’t call you a pretty boy?"

"Take a good look at who I am." Jay pointed at his nose.

The familiar voice left Zayne completely stupefied. "F* ck me. It’s you?"

He then shifted his gaze to Angeline. "So this pretty

lady right here is my sister?"

Angeline placed her smooth and fair hands on Zayne's shoulder before dancing a sexy pole dance around Zayne.

Compared to the usually gentle and amiable Angeline, they were completely different people.

Jay found it hard on the eyes and pulled Angeline into his arms. "If you want to dance, Angeline, I can dance with you. When you stand next to him, this elegant dance will only turn into a beauty and the beast dance."

Zayne was infuriated.

Zayne finally knew why Jay chose to make a stop here.

It was for them to disguise themselves in order to conceal his and Angelina's identity.

This way, they could avoid attracting Doomsday's attention.

After Jay distributed an ultra-realistic fake mask to each of them, Zayne and the rest went in to alter their appearance as well.

Jay was taking care of Angeline. When he fed her water, he was considerate enough to bring the straw t o her mouth.

Walking toward them was a 'man' holding the hand of a skinny and tiny girl. The 'man' looked old and decrepit, but his voice sounded immensely gentle and soft when he spoke.

"Stop throwing tantrums, Baby. I'll buy you some candy when we arrive in Peace Blossom County."

The little girl stamped her feet angrily.

This guy had never stopped taking advantage of the situation they were in since they started the journey.

They could have pretended to be siblings, and if that did not work, they could be lovers, but this guy insisted that they pretended to be father and daughter.

He was only doing that because he was tall.

He must have taken growth hormones. He was not even 13 and was already five feet seven. She was eleven years old now yet she was only four feet nine.