Chapter 220
When Jay Ares did not succeed in consoling her, he became surprisingly angry. "Rose Loyle, know your boundaries."
Rose stared at him, gulped, and said timidly, "I didn't beg you to help me though?"
Jay completely gave up on her. "I can't be bothered with you."
After that, the atmosphere in the car turned icy.
The two of them did not speak. When Grayson saw that the president was unhappy, he quickly turned on the music, hoping to adjust the atmosphere.
The song was from Angeline Severe's concert. Jay and Rose were already giving each other the cold shoulder. When he suddenly heard Angelina's voice, Jay felt a surge of anger rise within him. This ignorant fool. He barked at Grayson, "Turn it off."
Rose stared at the grumpy Jay, thinking that she was infatuated with him, yet he could not even stand to hear the sound of her voice. She suddenly felt like they were standing on two opposite ends of the earth.
"I want to hear it." She protested softly.
Jay stared at her. After seeing the rebellious glint in her gaze, the corners of his lips quirked into a slight smile.
"Do you know who the singer is?" he asked.
Rose hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "N o!"
As soon as she said that, Rose's childishness appeared again. She widened her inky, black eyes and stared straight at Jay. She started tooting her own horn. "But she has a lovely voice as if it can soothe all the worries that plague a person's mind. Don't you think so?"
Jay could not help himself. "Mm."
What a boastful narcissist!
Rose decided to take it one step further. "Grayson, Sir Ares likes that song too. Please turn on the volume." 1
Without the president's direct order, how would Grayson dare to turn on the music on his own?
He was not dumb. It was obvious that it was Rose who wanted to listen to it.
"Play it!" Jay ordered.
"Oh." Grayson turned on the music, and the beautiful melody filled the space.
Jay closed his eyes, silently listening to Angelina's ferryman's song in the film, 'Let Me Stay By Your Side'! 1
The touching melody, together with her ethereal voice, told a tale of love and infatuation. Each note resonated deep within his soul.
Rose teared up as she listened to the song. The lyrics' the smallest me, the humblest dream', made her feel emotional.
"Turn it off," she croaked hoarsely.
Jay opened his eyes and stared at her blankly. He saw that her long lashes were trembling like withered leaves in the autumn wind. That helpless, precarious life had no foundation.
Jay reached out to hold her hand, but he paused midway before putting his hand down again.
He still had some doubts in his heart that were not yet relieved, so he should not provoke her unscrupulously.
If he could not respond to her, then all he could do was protect her silently.
'Angeline, if it's you, please hold on a little longer,' he thought to himself.
The Rolls-Royce stopped at Horizon Colors.
Jay opened the door and strode over to the other side. He wanted to open the door for her, but before he could, Rose had already opened the door and walked out on her own. She never expected him to be a gentleman to her.
Jay was frozen in his spot. He watched as Rose walked toward the villa sullenly, sighing almost inaudibly.
He suddenly recalled something and rolled down the driver seat's window. Grayson gave him a puzzled look. "Do you have any orders, President?"
"Go and investigate just what kind of crisis the Severe family business is facing."
"Alright," Grayson replied.