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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recalled the night

he glared at

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

hang up, Jay, who knew his son very well, said casually,

final words, the phone gave a beep and

face turned darker than Rao

only Jenson would dare to hang up on a call from Jay Ares. Honestly, Jay did not quite know how

gave a nearly inaudible sigh as the clock on the wall chimed at

have ever 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

meals prepared by anyone

was simple. Other people's food

dish was lacking, he would roll his eyes and say, "The taste of my father's

before noon. In case of the occasional business trip,

Jenson was a

son countless times but the dishes Jenson made always

so bad that even Jenson himself refused

eat them.

the father and son, Jenson grudgingly compromised and agreed to

to look after such an arrogant and abnormal son,

tied to the table and the

it were not for this accursed woman, his life would have been spared of

saint-minor annoyances in his life were to be expected and

malevolence in his

better pray that your Little Lover will hurry up and save you sorry a*s. If you're still here when

fuc-" Rose began to yell but was cut short as Jay shoved the rag

up, grabbed his car keys from the pearwood

heard Jay instructing his bodyguards outside the door. "You all can leave your post now. No one can unlock the