Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1335

Cole lay on the ground and said in an unruly manner," There are so many strong and capable men in the Yorks' stronghold, yet you chose a weak and inept person like me as your hostage. Do you think they care about whether I live or die? Listen, if I'm dead, then Spencer that b*stard will only send me off to the netherworld by beating his drums and blowing his trumpets."

The young man smirked maliciously. "Cole Yorks, you're the young master of the Yorks' stronghold. Why do you even bother trying to belittle yourself?"

Cole was petrified.

"You... You recognize me?"

"I will recognize you even after you turn into ashes."

"Fine. An honest man doesn't resort to underhanded means. Why did you kidnap me?"

The young man's thin lips curled into a blood-thirsty and cold sneer. "Why don’t you give it a guess?"

Cole put away his unruly smile and said, "For money?"

Then, with an utterly carefree attitude, he said, "The Yorks have plenty of money. Go and ask Spencer for it, but don’t ever shortchange yourself. Ask for as much a s you want because catching me is no easy feat. I'm

curious to know how much I'm actually worth in Spencer’s eyes too, actually."

The young man squeezed a few words from the gaps between his teeth. "I don’t want money, I want your life."

Cole was nonplussed...

He looked at the young man’s cold and deadly eyes before asking curiously, "Don’t tell me that I've messed with your ancestor’s grave?”

He could see that the assassin was here specifically for him.

The young man did not say a word, but his gaze was turning colder and colder like the snow that was piling up thicker and thicker on the ground outside.

"I killed your entire family?" Cole made a wild guess.

The fists under the young man’s sleeves were clenched harder and harder.

When he caught a glimpse of the young man's grim and sinister face, Cole knew he was half-right.