Sir Ares, Goodnight

As soon as Jay arrived at the door to Grand Asia, Grayson was already there waiting respectfully with a folder in his hand. His forehead was sweating. Jay's malicious gaze swept across Grayson, making the latter shudder.

Jay said with a bad temper, "What did you do wrong again?"

Grayson said with fear and trepidation, "Mr. Ares, this time... It's not me who did something wrong, it's... You." 2

Jay was slightly startled. His gaze fell on the pink folder in Grayson's arms as his eagle eyes shrunk. "What's this?"

"Mr. Ares, this is Baby Zetty's genetic test report," Grayson said.

As Jay strode into his office, he ordered Grayson," Didn't I ask you to draft up her genealogy record? Did it come out so soon?" Grayson laughed uglier than he cried. "Mr. Ares, I took a shortcut."

If the president knew that he had stolen from the Ares family genealogy tree, his expression would be more colorful than a rainbow.

"Read it to me," Jay said.

Grayson looked around. It was the period of peak working hours. The employees shuttled around them non-stop. Grayson had to make a suggestion. "Mr. Ares, it's not convenient here."

Jay glared at him. He always thought that a man should be open and frank when doing things. They should conceal his unmanliness.

on the floor. After

stood tall and straight like a child who had bright prospects. Looking forward, his posture was

listen to the genealogy order

him speechlessly and

folder, drew out a piece of A4 paper, and began

be tested.

not help but ridicule.

Ares, this is

come to you at night for ridiculing

"Continue."

generation, Enrique Ares. Wife, Pamela

Ares. Wife Elizabeth

"Fourth generation..."

"Single

Ares, the family expanded near

from the fourth

the Ares' family's patriarch-Dylan Ares. His heart