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."

she finished saying

Isn't this request

Jay was speechless.

was not dissimilar to selling his body. How could she say something like

and immediately flipped to the page where the document was stamped

you trying to sell me?"

you say that? I'd sell myself before I even dare

contract, but Rose pressed down on the papers tightly as if

"Get me a cup

"Oh," Rose replied obediently.

staff, but you're also secretly working for Severe Enterprise in Swallow City. How do you explain this?" Rose wiped her tears and cried. "Sir Ares, you're a young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth, so you'd never understand the pain of commoners. Us commoners

She was speaking as if she was not born with a golden

I'm a businessman. Businessmen only care about profits. If I sign this,

you want me to do in my

Rose said passionately.

her chin.

Rose,

care of your sons. Every day, I'll come by to look after them. How about that?" She put on

darkened.