Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1591

Grand Old Master Yorks refused to let the Yorks’ bloodline wander far from home and instructed the Corvettes immediately, "Stop them."

Suddenly, a dozen Corvettes rushed up and surrounded Shirley.

Angeline glared furiously at Jay, placing all her hopes on Jay at the moment. He was part of the Yorks too, and hopefully, a reasonable one.

Jay, however, was engulfed in despair at the moment. The news of their divorce had hit him hard. He wanted to go all out and make Angeline stay, but the words 'I'm tired' that Angeline said had struck him with such a heavy blow that it drained every last bit of strength left in him.

At this moment, his world was desolated. His brain was a complete blank, leaving only a flawless exterior shell as he stood there like a dog without its master.

Angeline sighed weakly when Jay did not respond.

"Let them go." Suddenly, a sonorous voice rang out.

Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice. Cole's mother was seen walking over with decisive steps. Spencer was following closely behind her.

Grand Old Master Yorks roared. "Shirley is carrying

your grandson, how can you let her go?"

Chloe said in an immensely overbearing tone, "Sis, just because your last name isn’t Yorks, you think you can let the Yorks' bloodline wander out there on the streets?"

Mrs. Yorks darted her a faint glance and ignored her completely. Instead, she walked up to Angeline and smiled. "Angeline, you’ve always appeared soft and meek to me. But today, seeing you dragging your sick body and bravely abandoning the Imperial Capital's crown prince to rebel against the Yorks' bandit ways, I now have a whole new level of respect for you. All my life I've lived feeling aggrieved and helpless, and I thought to myself that maybe it’s time I learn something from you."

Spencer grew anxious. "What nonsense are you talking about, honey?"