Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) -
Chapter 221
At the entrance of the villa, there were two bodyguards in suits and sunglasses. They were like two green pines, standing motionlessly on both sides of the door. Rose walked up to the entrance and was shocked to see the two bodyguards.
She recognized them. They were the Ares family's main bodyguards. They would usually follow Grand Old Master Ares wherever he went.
If Grand Old Master Ares was visiting, something big must have happened.
Rose hesitated whether or not to enter. Very soon, Jay Ares had caught up to her. When he saw the two bodyguards, he furrowed his brows unconsciously.
"I don't think I'll go in, Sir Ares." Rose turned and headed toward the garden to her right, but Jay suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.
"Grand Old Master is here. Perhaps he wants to discuss with you regarding Baby Robbie's custody," Jay said.
Rose could guess Grand Old Master Ares's intentions as well, but she did not want to talk to him at all. She looked at Jay, a look of hesitation in her eyes. "Do you think he's here to discuss with me?" From her tone, he could tell that she meant that negatively.
Jay replied, "You can't solve a problem by running away from it!"
Rose retorted, slightly enraged, "You Ares and your hegemony ideals. There's no problem that you guys can't solve with money. But I'm not like that. So don't you dare try to use the money to buy Baby Robbie's custody!"
Jay nodded, his gaze lighting up with a gentle smile. "You hate us in the Ares family, but for problems that we can't solve with money, we have other ways to solve it."
Rose retorted indignantly, "Regardless, I will never hand Baby Robbie's custody to you." As soon as she finished speaking, she squared her chest and pushed the doors open boldly.
Grand Old Master Ares was sitting on the couch, playing a game with the kids. The cold eagle eyes of the ruthless businessman were currently filled with adoration and joy as if he were just an ordinary old
man.
Many people were in the room as well, and so were Jay's parents and younger sister.
When he saw Rose and Jay walk in, Grand Old Master Ares shot the nearby maid a look. The maid immediately rushed forward and led the three children upstairs.
Grand Old Master Ares smoothened his shirt which had been wrinkled by the kids, and the adoring smile was replaced with a stern expression.
"Go wait in the garden, all of you. I want to have a private chat with Miss Loyle," Grand Old Master Ares ordered.
Jay wanted to say something, but he was promptly interrupted by Grand Old Master Ares. "You too, Lil' Jay." Jay cast a worried glance at Rose. Josephine walked over to him and started dragging him out.
"Brother, let's go!"
Now, only Rose and Grand Old Master Ares remained in the room. He turned his sharp gaze toward her.
Rose was slightly taken aback.
Grand Old Master Ares and her grandfather used to be good friends. When she was a child, she always saw him around, and every time he saw her, he was full of smiles and had a doting appearance as if she were his granddaughter.
However, he was only close to Angeline Severe. To Rose Loyle, he was a stranger.
"Miss Loyle, you should know why I'm here."
"Mm." Rose nodded nervously.
"I'm grateful that you gave birth to two adorable children for the Ares family. As compensation, I will give you two billion dollars. However, you have to return Baby Robbie's custody to the Ares family." His tone implied that he would not take no for an answer.
Rose's lips quivered, but before she could speak, Grand Old Master Ares interrupted her. "I know you have your morals, and you won't be willing to accept this money. However, you have no say in this."
"Grand Old Master Ares!"
He interrupted her cruelly. "Don't try to bargain with me. There's no point."
His forceful attitude frustrated her.
She might be gentle, but she was not weak. When she was being bullied, even a small sheep like her would lose her temper.
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