Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 31

Baby Zetty was taken aback by the man's sudden actions. She clutched the money absently, completely bewildered.

"I don’t lack money," added Jay testily, clearly implying that he had no need to traffic kids.

Zetty passed the money back to Jay, apologizing softly, “Sorry, mister. I won’t call you the trafficker man anymore. And I don’t want this money."

Jay was surprised. Despite her young age, the child knew not to accept freebies that were possibly tainted.

Ever since Jay arrived, Rose found it difficult to breathe. "Zetty, this man is Mommy's new boss," she choked. "Go play over there. Mommy will talk to him."

As soon as she was told the man's identity, Zetty immediately started negotiating with Jay. "Mister, can you stop giving so much work to my mommy? My mommy’s so tired."

Although he would never admit it, Jay could not help but feel a little jealous of Rose. This woman had such a caring daughter. How enviable.

However, his temper was still actively bubbling within him, and he rebuffed Zetty stoically. "The amount of work is reasonable," he snapped. "It’s just that your mommy is too clumsy.”

Zetty disliked people criticizing her mommy and rolled her eyes at Jay. "Mommy was right. The nature o f capitalists is to maximize the extortion of labor from workers."

Jay's face hardened.

However, when he saw Zetty roll her eyes, Jay spaced out for a moment.

He had seen this technique from someone else.

That person was Angeline Severe.

When Angeline made this expression, it was that of a naughty child. She melted his heart.

Rose pulled Zetty aside frantically. "Zetty, you can’t be rude to this mister. Mommy has an important matter t o discuss with him. You can’t disturb adults when they're talking about serious things."

In front of Mommy, Zetty instantly became an angelic doll and nodded obediently.

Rose returned to Jay's side. The uncertainty on her face was noticed by Jay. She seemed to be weighed down by a guilty conscience. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Rose, is that your daughter?” The corners of Jay’s mouth lifted slightly.

Rose never thought the constantly busy Jay would come and personally investigate her. Was he so bored out of his mind that his balls ached?

Rose nodded curtly.

Jay leaned over, putting his mouth right by her ear.

Rose was terribly nervous, her entire body tensed like a bowstring. His devilish voice pierced her ears as he whispered, "Rose, didn’t you swear to the heavens back then that you'd love only me? Marrying someone else right after divorcing me and having a daughter so soon... You really have an insatiable appetite for men."

Rose stared at Jay, feeling conflicted. This man was info smart, yes, but sadly, he did not have a good eye.

His own daughter was in front of him, yet he could not tell?

Still...

He could not be blamed for the lack of resemblance in her appearance. Who asked Zetty to not inherit her daddy's genes? It was just like how Robbie and Jens shied away from their mommy's genes. There was absolutely no trace of their other parent's looks.

"Disgusting.”

Jay straightened his powerful figure. His mesmerizing lips spat the word out with venom.

Rose shrunk into herself like a quail, not making a sound or trying to retort.

She was afraid anything she said would only make things worse!

Jay glanced over her icily and said forcefully, “From now on, don't let Jenson see you again."

A second ago, Rose could still act spineless, but now she tugged on Jenson’s hand, pleading softly, "Sir Ares -Jens needs his mommy-" 2

Jay loathingly slapped her hand aside. "No, he doesn't!" he snarled. Without another word, he strode with comet-like steps toward the car.