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

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

he ought to change his clothes to

said before

of effort today to seek after Rose.

friends of the opposite sex, so will you be my dance partner?" Sean begged Rose softly yet persistently. He was famed for his never-say-die

were plenty of bugs in banquets. She just

sounded like a ceaseless

rejected him.

and finally threw in the

daze when Jay returned home. Next

his eyes dropped several degrees instantly. "Did Sean come over to ask

Rose nodded. "Mhmm!"

taking off his coat, he continued domineeringly,

head, flustered. "Why? I've already promised him, so I can't take