Sir Ares, Goodnight

Rose said naturally, "Although you Ares family members aren't lacking in any material wealth, a small gift represents my sincerity! If we were outside, maybe I could still buy calligraphy or art for Old Master

Ares-"

"Follow me."

Jay brought Rose up to the art room on the third floor of the clubhouse, laid out some papers and pens, and said, "I suppose you can start preparing your gift now?"

Pointed at her nose while staring at him, Rose asked," You want me to draw something as a gift for Old Master Ares' birthday?"

He nodded in response.

She did not know whether to laugh or cry. "One, I'm not an artist. Two, I'm not a calligrapher. My drawings and calligraphy are not of any value. Old Master Ares will have my gift thrown out the door." "Who dares to touch you while I'm around?"

Hearing this, she sat before the drawing board and pondered for a long while. Finally, she came up with a poetic birthday wish.

"Sir Ares, is this suitable as a gift?"

saw that every word was

to it, and they reflected her strong character

eyes were smiling.

face and reassured her. "Don't worry. Every year, Old Master Ares donates every gift that he's received to charity. So, whether you give him a piece of

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the second floor. The media were ready and waiting at the second floor entrance, their cameras clicking and flashing away at the guests. When the elevator doors opened up, the intense light from the cameras blinded Rose. Jay held her

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