Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay turned him down straight away. "It's a hassle to move."

Grayson, Yeap, that was definitely his way of dealing with a situation.

"Daddy." Suddenly, a kiddy voice interrupted their conversation.

Marilyn held Tiger's hands and was just returning from the vegetable market. The vegetables in the basket looked very much wilted and even slightly yellowish.

Grayson's falcon-like pupils suddenly contracted. Did this woman actually pick vegetables like that to cook?

To feed Tom, Dick, and Harry?

Grayson's heart was clouded in a layer of obscurity for some reason.

Marilyn had always been someone who would move a t the sight of money, hence when she noticed Grayson driving a luxury car, she immediately wanted to curry favor with him. "Who is this, darling?"

"A colleague," Jay replied.

Marilyn let out an ingratiating smile. "If he's your

him in to take a seat. It's really impolite to make him

Jay looked reluctant.

quickly. "It'd be too

Ares' ice-cold countenance, Grayson felt a little guilty

the past, Grayson would certainly not go against his

him uneasy. He wanted to find out what kind of life Master Ares was actually living. Grayson followed them

you

face carried no trace

him with her eyes a few times. Jay was still

to mediate for him. "My husband is a man of few words. That's how

was sweating in secret. He? Getting upset with the

many lives

tea, then

darn woman was actually using such awful vegetables like that to cook for Master Ares? He

up and

a blind eye to Grayson's abnormality and uttered mildly, "If you