Sir Ares, Goodnight

Grayson was startled. "Oh."

'Mr. Ares has always disliked attending all kinds of high-profiled banquets, mostly because he hates being surrounded by women.

'This time around, Mr. Ares barely thought to reject Sean Bell's invitation. He must surely have a little ounce of respect for the heir of Bell Enterprise.'

"You'll need a dance partner, Mr. Ares!" Grayson brought it up carefully.

"A dance partner?" An image of Rose flashed through Jay's mind.

She had waltzed with him on the night of Josephine's birthday banquet, and he remembered them being well -coordinated with one another.

"Prepare an evening gown for Rose Boyle."

Grayson was so stunned by his statement that his jaw dropped. 'Mr. Ares gets nauseous whenever Rose Boyle's name was mentioned in the past. Now, he's taking the initiative to ask the latter to be his dance partner?'

Perhaps this was the opposite of the saying that went,' familiarity breeds contempt'?

"Yes."

Mr. Ares have any requirements for the banquet's costume?"

at his well-tailored suit and asked with a darkened expression, "The one I'm wearing is not good

looked aristocratic and haughty in everything he wore. Even if the outfits were bought from a flea market, he would still

gentry banquet, he ought to change his clothes

said before hurrying

deal of effort today to seek after Rose. He had only one goal in mind- Asking Rose Loyle to be

opposite sex, so will you

banquets, and there were plenty of bugs in banquets. She just escaped from Josephine's birthday

was incessantly long-winded and sounded like a ceaseless broken record when

rejected him.

her teeth and finally threw

evening, Rose sat on the sofa in a daze when Jay returned home. Next

the gown. The coldness in his eyes dropped several degrees instantly. "Did Sean come over to ask you to be his dance

Rose nodded. "Mhmm!"

off his coat, he continued domineeringly, "You

already promised