Sir Ares, Goodnight

When Jenson and Whitney entered the hall, they heard the gloomy voice of Charles' wife saying, "What military academy is she talking about? Charles Banners, don't you try to fool me. In my opinion, she's

clearly a vixen you're having an affair with..."

Before she could finish her words, a silver needle flew over and pricked her lips.

Madam Banners collapsed to the floor in fright, her eyes looking straight at the silver needle.

Then, Whitney's sharp and clear voice sounded." Madam, don't start assuming that this rotten old husband of yours is a treasure that everyone will fancy. Your taste and preferences don't represent the masses, Madam. I only like a man like this one."

Then, Whitney held Jenson's hand affectionately. Jenson usually disliked it when a girl approached him or touched him. Yet, he was not at all repulsed by Whitney's physical touches.

Madam Banners looked over at Whitney. She thought that although the girl was stunning, she was simply aggressive and not the type a man could easily tame.

Afterward, she looked at Jens beside Whitney and was immensely taken aback. Madam Banners instantly knew that her conjecture earlier was a humiliation to the other party.

Although she felt sorry in her heart, it was still her house. Since the visitors were not kind, she was still upset over it.

needle out with a gloomy face and then said coldly, "So

the business world, but it was impossible for Charles not to know Jenson. After all, it was Jenson who destroyed the Banners family back then. Charles explained to his wife, "He's Jenson Ares, the person who brought my uncles down in the past. He turned the entire Banners household

so young, and he was clearly a small child a few years ago. She suddenly admired Jenson very much for his outstanding capabilities. Then, she thought to herself, 'If I

the pleasure of Young Master Jens' visit?" Charles felt nothing toward the Banners who abandoned him, but he still

did not invite him to sit down. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

sorry for Jens, so she pulled the tallest custom-made chair in the hall over and smiled

said, "Sit here, Jens."

glanced at her

sat down

crossed his

Then, he slowly saido Do you remember how many marriages you had, Mr.

his sharp eyes, feeling a little annoyed at

interrogate me in

Charles' arm, suggesting that he should show some respect to

only marriage I've