บททั้งหมดของ Sir Ares, Goodnight!: บทที่ 321 - บทที่ 330

“How can you be so impolite to your big sis, Jean Ares?” Rose asked spitefully. Surprisingly, Jean smiled. “Oh? Aren’t you a kind person, standing up for my oh-so-pitiful sister-in-law? It’s not like I’m insulting her on purpose, though. Jay told me himself how crude and ignorant my sister in law is. She’s a mere shallow and uneducated country girl. Right, Jay?” Rose’s expectant gaze fell on Jay as she stared at him with round eyes. Jean stared at his brother, waiting for Jay to back him up. Jay responded casually, “Your sister-in-law is kind, beautiful, and a pleasure to live with. It’s not my fault you’re too mean to say anything nice about other people.” Jean Ares, “...” Rose Loyle, “...” Jean picked at his ears. “I’m sorry, come again? That’s not what you said before, Jay. I’m pretty sure you called my big sis a stereotypical bimbo and something along the lines of how the only reason you married her was that she was easy to control and wouldn’t create trouble…” Jay’

Jean exclaimed, “How can this be a coincidence? Just think about it. Of all the times Big Sis could have run, she decided to run now. She must have planned this with Sean Bell so that he would pick her up from here. Am I wrong?” Jay glared despondently at him. “Shut your mouth before I kill you.” Jean merely replied in a displeased tone, “It’s okay. So what if Big Sis ran away? You still have me, right? Don’t worry, I’ll never tell anyone about such a scandal. That is, as long as you give Ange back to me.” Hostility flared in Jay’s eyes as he watched Sean Bell’s car slowly disappear from his view. After speeding at 120 miles an hour the entire way, Sean only dared to park his sports car by the roadside after double-checking to make sure no one had followed them. “It’s unlike Sir Ares to not follow us.” Sean mulled over. Rose, however, disagreed, for this was not the first time she had slipped past his fingertips. Facing Rose’s new tomboyish appearance, Sean chuckled humor

Rose Loyle stared bitterly at him. “Weren’t you the one who told me to dress more sexily?” “I did, but what I meant was just slightly sexier. What you’re wearing right now is too much. Your V-neck is low, and you’re showing too much of your back. I’ll be in the office extinguishing flames. I’m burning up all over right now.” Sean quickened his strides as he speed-walked to his office. “Extinguish flames?” Rose could not help but chuckle. “How do you plan to extinguish the flames?” Not slowing down, Sean dispiritedly fired back at Rose. “With my hand, of course. It’s not like I can ask you to help me extinguish the flames now, can I? Someone will make sure I have nightmares every night should I even look at you with the slightest malicious intent.” “Who?” Barging into his office in a huff, Sean slammed the doors with a bang behind him, leaving Rose outside. At the door, Rose spoke, “Be quick, then. What’s up with you? You can’t even hold yourself together at all!” Half an ho

Jean was passing the screenplay to Sean so that he could earn a rebate. Sean smiled lightly. By phrasing her words ambiguously, Rose had managed to guide the other into misunderstanding the situation. It was a good tactic. As expected, the person in charge took the bait. “Since Master Jean has agreed to pass the screenplay to you and on behalf of your sincerity, we shall sign the contract with you then.” Rose pulled the contract from her bag. “Well then, Mr. Collins, there’s no better time like the present. Please take a look at the contract. We can sign today if there are no problems with it. I’m sure you’re aware that our chairman, Mr. Bell, has already given the order for the movie to begin filming before the Golden Week. I hope you can understand our difficulties and help us save as much time as we can.” The person in charge flipped through the contract. Every item and section in this contract was more detailed than Jean’s while at the same time not as imperious as the clai

Jay had already predicted so. Grandfather’s age came with sentimentality, which made him softer and more human. “Should Grandfather feel regretful, I can always bring them back.” The Grand Old Master waved his hand dismissively. “Illegitimate children tend to have complex minds. I fear admitting them into the family may push the legitimate children to wit’s end.” Jay smiled. “I’ll make sure to do my part as the older brother.” Grand Old Master Ares spoke, “I’m much relieved to know that you have such thoughts. However, these children are all copies of their parents and will stop at nothing to compete for power. They may not appreciate your kindness. James’ son, Jean, may not be doing so well, but he’s at least an innocent child. Do bring him about and show him the ropes.” Jay replied, “I understand.” Monday came, and so did Jean to Garden Of A Diary on his Ferrari. He was dressed to the nines today, donned in a red suit that only seemed to emphasize his forbidding appeara