Sir Ares, Goodnight

After half an hour.

The Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of Mountain's Fork Cemetery.-

Through the car window, Josephine read the three big words, Mountain's Fork Cemetery, and her delicate face turned pale.

The reason for her trip home was to visit her seriously ill grandmother. Unless Grandma had...

"Is Grandma here?" Josephine gasped.

"Rose is." Jay corrected her.

"Rose? Rose is buried here?"

Josephine breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she asked quizzically, "It's not the Qingming Festival, so why are we here?" (TN: Chinese families visit the tombs of their ancestors during Qingming Festival to clean the gravesites, pray to their ancestors, and make ritual offerings.)

Josephine suddenly squealed with excitement, "You still have feelings for Rose, I knew it! I mean, what else could explain that crazy genius baby Jenson?"

Jay was already taking long strides toward the high steps. Large cypress pine trees were planted on both sides of the stairs.

At Josephine's words, he came to a stop. He sighed dispiritedly, "Jenson was an accident. He was not a result of love!"

Josephine smacked her lips and said thoughtfully," Why don't you have more accidents, then? Since your genes are so great, seems a waste to not utilize them more often."

"Not every child will have Jenson's good fortune of not inheriting his mother's inferior genes." When Jenson's name was brought up, a trace of warmth appeared on Jay's cold, handsome face.

His son, Jenson, not only physically resembled his father, but he also inherited his talented genes.

At the age of five, the kid was already a world-class hacker.

Although Josephine was fond of her nephew, she could never get used to Jay's arrogance and narcissistic attitude.

Therefore, she was more than happy to pull the rug from under his feet. "Yeah, he inherited all your good traits but he also caught your bad ones. Mother said he was even more haughty and untalkative than you were when you were a child. For a while, she was worried that he might have autism."

"How about you talk less?" Jay snapped. He never felt that his son had any problems.

you never met kids before? They cry and they laugh.

thought about the little girl he bumped into at the airport

was nothing else to her. If that's what you mean by being a

to the tombstones to search for the

hearing Jay's declaration, Josephine decided to drop the

Rose's tombstone lot

"674," Jay stated.

674 sounds like go and die in Mandarin.) Josephine had not realized it, but Jay's tall figure had come to a halt. It seemed like a dark cloud had

the air around him seemed to

'674?

die? 'That's

website on

must mean that b* tch Rose faked her own death. Did she pull off this classic ruse

with the lot number 674 and read the name that

played for a

the tombstone read, "Here lies

could

when she came over and read the name on the

my gosh!

stared at the tombstone. He could not wrap his head around how Rose's tombstone

highly educated young lady hailing from a respectable family, while Rose was a b*stard bum

polar opposites end

lot 674 is Angeline's tomb, then where's Rose

"So, she's not

she will

personally make sure of it when he

the cemetery for a while. His gaze looked nostalgic and somewhat

moment, he eventually

the car, he gave a

way to get patient Harper's family

his assistant, Grayson, was