Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Sir Ares, are you in a better mood now?"

Jay's eyes lit up with a smile.

He was enjoying being serviced by her. It was as if she was his young wife. This was the kind of scenario that he would only dare to fantasize about in his dreams. He nodded.

Rose immediately took a seat before him, "Sir Ares, I have a small request."

She held out two fingertips, showing the size of her one fingernail. "This small."

Jay replied firmly, "A small request is still a request."

Rose evaluated the situation. "Yes, yes, yes. Then, Sir Ares, can you fulfill my request?"

"Speak."

"Can you donate some money to my friend?" She clung to his hand and started swaying it coquettishly.

"No problem." Jay's answer was curt. "How much do you need?" he asked.

Rose's smile was warmer than the blazing sun. "Sir Ares, I don't need a cheque or cash... I just need your seal."

finished saying

request smaller than my

Jay was speechless.

selling his body. How could she

returned with a document and immediately flipped to the page where the document was stamped and placed it in front

to sell

say that? I'd sell myself

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ordered, "Get me

"Oh," Rose replied obediently.

How do you explain this?" Rose wiped her tears and cried. "Sir Ares, you're a young master born with a golden

handsome face twitched. She was speaking as if she was not born with a golden

Rose. "Rose Loyle, you should know that I'm a businessman. Businessmen only care about profits. If I sign

you want me to do in my next

Rose said passionately.

her chin. "This

Rose,

of your sons. Every day, I'll come by to look after them. How

expression darkened. 'Dream on,