Sir Ares, Goodnight

Knowing that Baby Robbie had made up his mind, Jay stopped persuading him.

The two then arrived at the rough stone market. When Jay saw the rough stones that were in a pile, he furrowed his brows.

Although he had a superior IQ and was invincible in the business world, he was bad at authenticating treasure and setting a price for it. To find a high-quality jade from this pile of rough stones was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack and sifting sand for gold. When Baby Robbie saw Daddy frowning deeply, he asked curiously, "Are we here to gamble on stones?"

Jay nodded.

"What for?" Baby Robbie was even more curious now. After all, the Ares family was rich and powerful, so if they needed gemstones or jades, they could just buy them at a shop.

Jay replied, "Those commonplace women around your grand-uncle said that your mommy is dressed shabbily. They're neither pretty nor knowledgeable as your mother, and even their inner qualities can't compare to your mother, so who are they to look down

on her?"

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rough stone market just to gamble for the most

never knew that Daddy had

one who could change the fate of the capital with a single frown and make countless nouveau riche in the business field tremble with fear at

not seem like someone who knew how to gamble on stone, though. Was he not worried that he would end up

was a wise-looking scrawny old man. His sharp gaze lingered on Jay's body as his black pupils rolled in their sockets. He probably saw through Jay and knew that even though he

beautiful young girl. From the moment she laid eyes on Jay, she had never shifted her gaze from him since. Her

softly. "I think the boss' daughter is interested in you. You can put your charm into good use and I assure you that she'll pick out

Baby Robbie's cheeks. "It's no wonder Jens

"You want to buy premiumquality rough stone but don't know how to authenticate one. If you can please

for a moment, then stared maliciously a t the dashing-looking Baby

again. "Why me?" "That girl clearly

we'll call that boy a womanizer, but if a married man does it, then that man will be called a hooligan. If I use my charm, then not even the durians in this street will be enough for me to kneel o n. So would you please

so he walked toward the girl in a manner that looked as though he was bravely

carved and polished into a set of jewelry. Can you

said that, Baby Robbie made