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."

requirements for the banquet's costume?"

at his well-tailored suit and asked with a darkened expression, "The

everything he wore. Even if the outfits were bought from

since he's attending a gentry banquet, he

said before

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

many friends of the opposite sex, so will you be my dance partner?" Sean begged Rose

often held many banquets, and there were plenty of bugs in banquets. She

incessantly long-winded and sounded like

rejected him.

her teeth and finally threw in the

on the sofa in a daze when Jay returned home.

coldness in his eyes

Rose nodded. "Mhmm!"

off his

already promised him,