"I have something to discuss with James, so you can go and help us prepare breakfast."

Rose glanced at the guest secretly and said with a grimace, "Three portions?"

Jay smiled back. "No, just two."

He would not allow her two hands to do anything for any other people.

Hearing him, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Good."

Then, Jay brought James to the study room.

At first, the atmosphere was fairly relaxed.

"Jay, do you really like Rose Loyle?" Jay nodded.

"Uncle James, with my current status, there's no need to force myself to do anything. There's only one reason needed for me to marry her, and that's because I love her. So, I ask that Uncle James be a little bit warmer and mindful toward Rose in the future."

James' face sank as he continued quietly, "You know it yourself that you have great qualities. You could've gotten any debutante out there, yet you had to marry the illegitimate daughter of the Loyle family. You're utterly blind!" "Uncle James, I don't think you're here today to split u

p a couple of lovebirds, right?" Jay gritted his teeth.

Noticing the displeasure in Jay's tone, he immediately closed his mouth.

Rose was currently busy in the kitchen, but she was a little uncomfortable with the unfamiliar environment.

It took her quite some time to flip through the cupboards before she finally managed to figure out where the ingredients were stored.

However, when it was time to use the kitchenware, a new problem arose. Without a clear manual book, even as a book-loving top student, she was rendered clueless.

Suddenly, there was the deafening sound of an argument coming from upstairs.

"Is your heart made of stone, Jay Ares?"

"Yes."

"You spend so much money on charity every year.

They're also descendants of the Ares family, yet you've never had compassion for them. Why are you so cold-hearted?"

Rose trembled in shock as the movement in her hands halted suddenly.

Following after, she heard the sound of broken porcelain.

Jay's cold and violent sound could be heard, "They were all born out of wedlock. They're the results of your corrupted morals. If I accept them, doesn't that mean my moral standpoints are as distorted as yours?"

"Jay Ares, you're just afraid that the children from the second and third branches of the Ares family will steal your place, so you're doing everything possible to prevent them from entering Tourmaline Estate." "No one can steal my place," he said coldly.

"Surely, since you have so many tricks up your sleeves. Before these children born out of wedlock can have their wings fully grown, you've cut them off mercilessly. You've gone as far as going after their lives. Who'd dare threaten you?"

"Uncle James, before the cause of Xavier's death is confirmed, don't make any rash conclusions. I'm just afraid what goes around will come back around."

"What are you trying to say? Do you doubt me?"

Jay stayed silent.

At this, James slammed the door and left angrily.

Rose's hand shook from the loud slam. She placed her palm on a random smart button, and the refrigerator started to shapeshift. The door then hit into the dishes she had placed on the kitchen counter. The dishes proceeded to land on the floor, hitting the button on the ground. Then, the platform started rising. Rose became unstable and shook before finally, she fell on the platform on the other side. A chain effect had begun.

"Ack!" Rose shouted out.

Jay hurriedly ran downstairs to the kitchen and saw Rose lying on the ground in embarrassment. He quickly pressed the main switch button.

The rebelling kitchen utensils finally went back to their original state.

The chaos made on the floor was particularly shocking.

Rose had her face planted on the floor. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole to bury herself in it.

F*ck. How shameful!

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