Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) -
Chapter 2345
Under Daddy's clever eyes, Jenson said helplessly," Her name's Whitney Cornelius."
Sir Ares looked at Jenson, and he noticed that when his son mentioned Whitney, the ice in his eyes melted away. Sir Ares frowned while asking, "You seem to know her?"
Jens nodded silently in response.
Seeing that Jens was replying as though he was confessing under pressure, Sir Ares was a little distressed.
"How did you meet? When did you meet? How close are you?" Sir Ares asked a series of torturous questions.
Jenson felt utterly helpless. He raised his head to act pampered with Sir Ares. "I'd like some privacy of my own too, Daddy."
Sir Ares was taken aback. He rubbed Jenson's head, showing the expression of a helpless old father. Then, he said, "Alright, then. You're all grown up now and have your own secrets. Daddy respects you. But..."
Sir Ares paused and then cast his eyes on Whitney again.
The young woman was pretty with delicate features. Her face was akin to a bright moon, crafty and lovely.
Not to mention, her martial arts were particularly superb even when she was standing next to Baby Robbie. Her heroic spirit was no less brave than a man's.
"She's not bad. Your mommy will love her."
Jens was dumbfounded at his dad's words. It felt like he had an ulterior motive.
Jens could only counter his words with more tricks, saying, "Daddy, Mommy would love anyone as long as it's a girl."
Sir Ares could not help but chuckle.
It was true that Angeline loved children and had a natural affection for them. It seemed as if they glowed in her eyes.
However, Sir Ares was boasting about his all-seeing mind. He said, "This girl's different."
While Sir Ares and Jens were chatting, the fierce battle on the other side was already over. Whitney and Baby Robbie had knocked dozens of people to the ground. Meanwhile, all of the others fled, discarding their helmets and armor.
At this time, Sir Ares and Jens got out of the car.
They walked toward Whitney. When she noticed Jens, she looked over at Baby Robbie again.
She abruptly understood the slight difference between the brothers. Now, she could recognize Jens almost at a glance.
Whitney dashed over to Jens and cheered, "Jens!"
Jens' expression appeared distressed.
The next moment, Whitney pounced on Jens while he looked toward his dad uncomfortably.
Sir Ares looked at him in a stupefied manner as well.
With Jenson's cold personality, was it possible for him to have such a profound friendship with someone of the opposite sex?
Whitney said happily, "You actually
have a twin brother, Jens? Why didn't you tell me sooner? I kept mistaking Robbie as you and he barely batted an eyelid toward me. Do you know how miserable I was?
"Thank the heavens that you're you and he's him."
Everyone looked on as Whitney and Jens started being friendly with each other.
Sir Ares' complexion was very complicated. If it were Baby Robbie, whose character was loved by all and he was easily liked by girls, he would definitely put an end to this without hesitation.
After all, the boy was still young so he did not need to fall in love so early.
However, Jens was different. His character made it difficult for
anyone to get close to him. It must
have
Whitney a lot of effort for to make Jens treat her so differently.
Jay was afraid that if he were to break this couple up,
Jens' next chance at love might come rather late.
Just when Sir Ares was struggling and hesitating, Jens pulled Whitney down and explained to her, "This is my dad." Whitney was brimming with happiness as she bowed respectfully to Sir Ares while calling out to Jay charmingly, "Daddy!"
Jenson started coughing endlessly.
The people around him were dumbfounded.
However, just earlier, Whitney had used her full strength to protect each of them. They all had a good impression of her.
They all liked Whitney very much, so Jens and Whitney's relationship was well received.
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