Sir Ares, Goodnight

Storm stopped the car outside Chateau de Selene.

Pulling out a foldable wheelchair from the boot, he opened the passenger seat door and helped Jay into the wheelchair.

Chateau de Selene was the largest building within Tourmaline Estate, designed to look like luxurious French buildings. Within it held thousands of guards and five to six hundred nannies and servants alike. The place was an embodiment of wealth.

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Xavier, the grand old master's personal butler, approached the duo and welcomed Jay courteously." The grand old master is waiting for you at the Atrium Garden, Young Master Jay."

Jay replied in a deep tone, "Lead the way."

The butler brought both Jay and Storm to the Atrium Garden where Grand Old Master Ares was currently lying on a rattan chair, basking in the warmth of the sun.

Well-trimmed hedges surrounded the entire garden, decorating the grass in shapes of animals that represented its owner's influence. Despite the

had been made to look alive and energetic as if one

old master, Storm

of grandchildren. He would have been grateful for this old man in front of him and grateful for this old man's effort

now, knowing the grand old master had taken advantage of his biological mother and knowing that the grand old master was

head high and straightened

I'm disappointed in you. However, I believe that you too are disappointed in me." Grand Old Master Ares twirled the two stress balls in his hand

elderly old man whose days were numbered and was

know how

sigh how this grandparent and child duo who were once so undoubtedly close turn

closed his eyes. Whether it was because he dared not look at the other or if he did

me, yet you're not speaking. Perhaps you don't know where to start? Go back, if that's the case. Come again

take a look at you. How are you

resorted to lying now that you're wary

in Jay's eyes at the other's eliciting. "What about you, Grandfather? Have you ever been frank with me? All each and every one of you do is hide the dirt hidden away within Tourmaline Estate from me. Had I lacked the ability to seek the