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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soured and he glared

me. I'm

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

final words, the phone

handsome face turned darker than Rao

call from Jay Ares. Honestly,

a nearly inaudible sigh as the clock on the

prideful Jay Ares had been forced to return home punctually to cook for his son. In fact, it had been going on

peculiarly, Jenson never ate any meals prepared by anyone other

Other

anyone asked him what he felt a dish was lacking, he would roll his eyes and say, "The taste of my

of the occasional business trip, he would prepare his son's meals and

teaching Jenson how to cook would solve the problem. Jenson was a natural prodigy with an

personally tutored his son countless times but the dishes Jenson made always ended

that

eat them.

compromised and agreed to

an arrogant and abnormal son, Jay felt

woman tied to the table and the

it were not for this accursed woman, his life

life were to be expected and dealt with. "Rose." He took a few

unmistakable malevolence in his eyes and her whole

leave for a while, so you better pray that your Little

was cut short as Jay shoved

keys from the pearwood table,

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