Sir Ares, Goodnight

Even the Ghost members who came with him, Grayson and Storm, were secretly pondering upon seeing Jenson acting in such a way. 'Perhaps when this little devil grows up, he'll have an even more

aweinspiring presence than Sir Ares? Will he be oozing with deterrence?'

"I know you don't welcome me, Grandpa Jacob. Because to you, I'm your worst nightmare," said Jenson as he picked up the cup of coffee in front of him and drank it unceremoniously. His movements were extremely elegant.

Jacob was furious at Jenson's arrogance. After all, he was still his grandfather while Jenson was his grandson. The lad was two generations behind him, but for some reason, this boy gave him an extreme sense of coercion. He was able to make Jacob feel his blood go cold. Jacob was also creeped out as if their ranking in terms of seniority had been reversed.

"What are you trying to say?" Jacob asked with a guilty conscience.

Jenson said, "I know that you have a secret you've hidden for decades. And this secret makes you feel extremely uneasy. Hence, you've also been walking on very thin ice every day in the Ares household, afraid o

f being discovered by others."

he said, "I don't

Jacob and said, "It's time to

genetic test report stating that the parent-child relationship between Jacob Ares and Dylan Ares could not be established, his whole body turned limp. He fell onto

is your daughter, but you refused to let her enter the Ares family. That's because illegitimate children must undergo genetic testing to enter the Ares family. Since our family's

genetic test, it'd reveal that you're

had been utterly unconvinced before and wondered why the grand old master gave up on so many experienced sons as well as his youthful, wise, and farsighted grandsons to select this underaged great-grandson Jenson to be the head of Ares household. Jacob had never truly accepted him and even despised Jenson very much. Yet he never expected that in just a month after Jenson took charge, he had suffered a crushing Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

defeat."

much more formidable than your dad, Jenson," said

wrong, Grandpa Jacob. I don't have my daddy's wisdom. It's just that I'm

Jenson dubiously and

a perilous situation to arise. Being fully aware of this, he drove the Yorks

was so shocked that he could not say a word for quite

known that the family members from the other branches were by no means kind. However, he merely took defensive measures and did not take the initiative to