Sir Ares, Goodnight

Back at the house, after Jay placed the four grocery bags away, he took out the fingerprint lock, found a toolbox, and deftly dismantled the brass lock on the door. Rose was shocked beyond belief and quickly stopped him. "This is Sean's house, Sir Ares. Can you not wreck it without his permission?"

Jay's hands did not stop moving. "Brass locks aren't a s secure as fingerprint locks," he said candidly.

"Why aren't brass locks secure?" Rose was baffled.

Jay stared at her and spat out a few words. "It's not the lock, it's the landlord."

Rose laughed.

She thought that he was worried about the safety of the children. "Well then, have you ever seen a human trafficker as gentlemanly and rich as Mr. Bell?"

Jay threw the tool in his hand on the floor and glared a t her unhappily. "Then, have you seen a human trafficker as handsome and rich as me?"

'Um...

'Does he still remember that I asked the kids to call him a human trafficker?'

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clothing, yet you think that he is gentlemanly. His charming looks are only superficial. You ought to be wary of him at all

more he spoke. "Are you afraid that he'll do something

red with embarrassment after she said that. Perhaps

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