Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 335

After a long day, it was finally time to clock out.

Pushing the folders off to the side, Jean stood up and stretched before walking toward the office doors.

Grayson stood there, blocking his way. "Master Jean, the president has specifically instructed that you're not to leave the company before translating everything that has been given to you."

Jean placed an affectionate arm on Grayson's shoulder and flashed him a perfect cunning smile. "Where's my brother, Grayson?"

Grayson replied, "My apologies, but the president's whereabouts are secret information."

Jean stared at the empty office. "I can probably guess without you telling me. Jay's not in Grand Asia anymore, is he?"

Grayson remained silent.

Jean's expression immediately shifted into something sinister. "Get out of my way, okay, Grayson?"

Grayson remained unfazed.

Jean raised a fist. "Imagine if I missed and hit you instead."

"You're welcome to try, Master Jean."

In the blink of an eye, Jean's fist soared to his target a

s if he was driven by lightning.

Grayson, though, was calm. With a slight turn of his face, he evaded the other's fist.

Thus, Jean's fist met the doorframe and he ended up wincing in pain.

"Oh?" His sly analyzing eyes stared at Grayson as he blew on his knuckles. "Trained for combat?"

"Ninth dan black belt, kickboxing champion, and longsword champion." Grayson listed humbly.

Jean stared at him before dropping his fist, feeling like a buffoon.

If he could not be threatened, then perhaps a softer tactic was the way to go.

Jean tugged coquettishly on Grayson's sleeve. "Sir Grayson... Gray... Grayson... Take pity on me and let me leave, please."

Jolting his shoulder out of Jean's grasp, Grayson felt goosebumps rising all over. Reaching out, he spoke monotonously, "Please go back, Master Jean." Dejectedly, Jean returned to sit on his office chair.

"Of all the things to learn from my brother, you've decided to copy his emotionless expression. Would it kill you to nod?"

Grayson ignored his comment.

At Horizon Kindergarten.

Opting for a more subtle vehicle, Jay sat silently as his glance darted from one passerby onto another. He was approaching the kindergarten gates from the confines of his locked car. He had no idea whether Rose successfully fell for his deceptive act that morning or not.

What he also did not know was that Rose had already gotten ahead by disguising herself as a frail old woman while waiting with the other parents for their kids.

Despite knowing it was a dangerous move to see her kids now, she could not help but feel worried for Baby Zetty.

She had assumed that Jay would treat Baby Zetty well. However, the conversation with Jean that morning implied that Jay still had his prejudices against Baby Zetty. This only spiked her concerns about how Jay was treating Baby Zetty.

Jay watched as the three adorable children came out, but he did not alight the car to pick them up.

Staring dazedly, Rose's gaze was fixed on how her children's shadows moved.

Watching the scene before him, Jay quickly pinpointed the odd one out to be none other than Rose Doyle.

Pushing open the doors, his long legs exited the car.

Jay made sure to walk past Rose.

She had a headful of white hair, deep wrinkles on her face, and yellowed skin-All of which was the result of her advanced makeup skills.

However, there was no disguising the youthful energy behind her onyx orbs.

An evil glint sparked in Jay's eyes as he turned to walk to the gates.

"Daddy!" Baby Robbie dashed over to Jay the moment he saw him.

Sparing a glance at Baby Zetty, Jay turned to leave after holding Jenson's and Baby Robbie's hands in each of his own.

Tears instantly streamed down Rose's face as she stared at the abandoned silhouette of Baby Zetty who followed behind them.

Turning around, she fled.

Seeing the slouched silhouette straightening herself after running a considerable distance away, the corners of Jay's lips tilted into a satisfied grin.

At that moment, he turned abruptly to pick Baby Zetty up with his arms.