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."

any requirements for the

a darkened expression, "The one I'm wearing is not

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

gentry banquet, he ought to change his clothes to

said before

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

I don't have many friends of the opposite sex, so will you be my dance partner?" Sean begged Rose softly

of bugs in banquets. She just

and sounded like a

rejected him.

her teeth and finally threw in the towel."

daze when Jay returned home. Next to her was a haute couture dress with

his eyes dropped

Rose nodded. "Mhmm!"

tie in annoyance. While taking off his coat,

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