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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

seat.

Jay looked reluctant.

"It'd be too disrespectful for me

seeing Master Ares' ice-cold countenance,

was in the past, Grayson would certainly not

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

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a cup of tea, then carried

fallen in his heart. This darn woman was actually using such awful vegetables

was so irritated that he got up and paced back

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