Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 575

With widened eyes, everyone asked in anticipation," Who?"

Grayson replied, "Our little young master whose wits could rival that of the president."

Storm immediately rejected the idea. "No way. I promised the president I would ensure the little young masters and the little young lady's safety. Letting Little Young Master Jenson help would risk having his location revealed. That would endanger the children."

Grayson patted Storm on the shoulder and reassured, saying, "You're worrying too much. Only those with a death wish would try to provoke the three little devils."

Eyeing Storm's hesitation, Grayson asked, "Unless you wish to see all of the president's hard work come to naught?"

Storm nodded grimly.

Imperial Capital, the Throne Properties.

On the best part of the land stood a villa where the Ghosts had built their home.

Bringing Grayson to the villa, Storm found Baby Robbie lying on the floor sunbathing as beanbags tied his feet together.

Lying in front of Robbie was Jenson, who had a book

Management' covering his

life, asleep on the hammock of a

caught sight of the lazy children. "Stop lazing around when I'm not here to watch you, you

each day eating and sleeping like a pig, while Jenson and I have to train and

not

whoever's hand the three little

this colonial mindset? How could you still favor boys over

with this girl. She won't listen without a beating, and if I hit her, she'll start wailing

mirthfully." Who taught her such a

sighed. "You tell me. She's just an

patted Storm's shoulder sympathetically. "It must have been her mother's traits. You should probably give up the

book off his face and sat on

of eight, he had his first growth spurt. His

daddy, Uncle Grayson?" Jenson's gaze

in his chest. He did not know if

began to whine. "You take away our phones and you don't let us use the computers. All we see every day are big burly men. Are

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