Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay picked Rose up and threw her roughly under the desk. He pulled off his azure tie and bound her hands with it to the leg of the table.

He then snatched up a rag from the table and stuffed it into Rose's mouth.

All Rose could do was continuously lash out at Jay with her two free legs.

Unfortunately, her struggles were futile in the face of the vast difference between their strengths.

With his prey immobilized in his net, Jay grinned. "Rose, you can be honest with me." He ruthlessly aimed a kick at Rose's short flailing legs.

Temporarily satisfied, he then casually whipped out his cell phone and called his baby boy.

Rose was left with her hair in a mess, her clothes torn, and her initially snow-white legs covered with bruises.

She stared at Jay indignantly and gave out muffled whines from her gagged mouth. She was, however, not crying or anything of the sort.

Her inaudible screams were, in fact, a string of obscenities aimed at Jay, cursing that he would get hit by a car if he was on the road, that he would be swallowed by a tsunami if he went to sea, and that he would run into a tornado if he boarded a plane.

Suddenly, a tiny and composed child's voice resonated from Jay's cell phone.

"Daddy!"

Rose instantly fell silent.

Her bloodshot eyes were locked onto Jay's cell phone.

Jay spared Rose a contemptuous look. His shirt was hanging loose after he removed his tie, baring his sexy neck.

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night five years

face soured and he

disturb me. I'm busy." Jenson said coolly

about to hang up, Jay, who knew his son very well, said casually, "Make your own lunch today."

words, the phone gave a beep

face turned darker than Rao

to hang up on a call from Jay Ares. Honestly, Jay did not quite know how to handle the kid

as the clock on the wall chimed at

dreamed that the noble and prideful Jay Ares had been forced to return home punctually to cook for his son. In fact, it had been going on for the entirety of five years. Jenson had many

more peculiarly, Jenson never ate any meals prepared

Other people's food

a dish was lacking, he would roll his eyes and say,

In case of the occasional

think that teaching Jenson how to cook would solve the problem. Jenson was a natural prodigy with an impressive IQ, but he seemed to

had personally tutored his son countless times but the dishes Jenson made

that even Jenson

eat them.

several quarrels between the father and son, Jenson grudgingly compromised and agreed to also accept the meals cooked by

arrogant and abnormal son, Jay felt rather miserable, to say

tied to the table and the anger

his life would have been spared of many

to be expected and dealt with. "Rose."

unmistakable malevolence in his eyes and

your Little Lover will

cut short

got up, grabbed his car keys from the pearwood table,

outside the door. "You all can leave your post now. No one can unlock the fingerprint lock,