Sir Ares, Goodnight

It was at that moment Rose understood why cultured rogues were harder to deal with than uncultured ones!

After lunch, Jay suggested that they go golfing. Rose gladly agreed, for she did not know if he would revert to his monstrous ways if she declined.

Tourmaline's golf course was quite a few times larger than ordinary ones. Greenery filled the large landscape.

John Ares was currently participating in some rather indecent sports activity with a young lady on the court at that moment.

"Don't look." Jay lifted a hand to shield Rose's eyes.

"Why not?" She promptly pulled his hand down.

"It's free action in high definition. It'll be a waste not to watch."

The two heard Rose's wonderful commentary just as they began to get heated on the grassland. As if they had just been doused with ice water, the duo immediately pulled on their clothes.

John Ares looked like he was just forced to eat poop.

"Can't you tell that I'm busy, Jay Ares? Leave us alone!"

John looked despondent.

was indifferent. "She wants to learn from you

us to do it when you're standing here? How about you teach me instead?" Jay's gaze fell on

wants us to

a straightforward request, Rose could not help but flush

the embarrassed look

are too unpolished. It's rather unsightly," Rose immediately replied

Jay's expression twitched.

his skills that

sure? How about we put on a show for

cowered and answered obediently." No, no, no.

a reason unbeknownst to him, he felt

at Rose after having made his mind to make a fool

out of her that he would triumph over

"Sure." Jay agreed readily.

while since Rose played golf. As a result, she lost

over with laughter by the side. "Oh, nephew. Where did you even find such a prehistoric

regained the gist from her training in her past life. The golf ball soared

Indignant, he shouted, "You taught her that.

wondered to herself. 'Jay Ares may be annoying, but John Ares

The

golf balls could fly, Rose Loyle?" John yelled as he cupped