Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1317

The shopkeeper was a little surprised. "How did you know that I wasn't the original creator?"

Jay turned around and asked excitedly, "Hurry and tell me now. Did a blind girl teach you to make this cake?”

The shopkeeper shook her head. "A boy taught me."

Jay's eyes turned dark. It turned out he had made a mistake.

The shopkeeper took the opportunity to promote his cake and said, "Mister, I noticed that you’re interested i n this cake. Why don’t you buy one?"

Jay looked at the cake in a daze, then nodded. "Okay."

The shopkeeper placed the cake in a box for him. Jay swiped his card and proceeded to leave with it.

The fluttering snow fell on Jay's flowing hair, tainting his slightly curled bangs with frost. It added melancholy and vicissitudes of life to his prince-like temperament.

His footsteps were heavy as he treaded slowly in the snow. He knew that Grayson and Storm were following him from behind and did not want them to watch this side of him. After quickly crossing several streets, he successfully threw them off.

Snowflakes fell one at a time.

Jay stretched his hand out and caught pieces of snowflakes. He watched them dissolve in the palm of his hand, and his heart felt solemn for some reason.

These snowflakes were not Angeline!

She would never disappear before his eyes like these snowflakes.

He tried to catch the snowflakes and kept them on his palm.

Not far away, a young man stopped to look at him.

The youngster's gaze fell on the cake Jay was holding. Those gorgeous peachy eyes of his were suddenly filled with icicles.

This bad guy did not deserve to have the cake he designed.

He slipped a small and exquisite dart out of his sleeve, then shot it toward the cake box's handle.

His skills were remarkably perfect.