Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

Grayson was startled. "Oh."

'Mr. Ares has always disliked attending all kinds of high-profiled banquets, mostly because he hates being surrounded by women.

'This time around, Mr. Ares barely thought to reject Sean Bell's invitation. He must surely have a little ounce of respect for the heir of Bell Enterprise.'

"You'll need a dance partner, Mr. Ares!" Grayson brought it up carefully.

"A dance partner?" An image of Rose flashed through Jay's mind.

She had waltzed with him on the night of Josephine's birthday banquet, and he remembered them being well -coordinated with one another.

"Prepare an evening gown for Rose Boyle."

Grayson was so stunned by his statement that his jaw dropped. 'Mr. Ares gets nauseous whenever Rose Boyle's name was mentioned in the past. Now, he's taking the initiative to ask the latter to be his dance partner?'

Perhaps this was the opposite of the saying that went,' familiarity breeds contempt'?

"Yes."

"Does Mr. Ares have any requirements for the banquet's costume?" Grayson inquired.

Jay glanced below at his well-tailored suit and asked with a darkened expression, "The one I'm wearing is not good enough?"

Grayson started sweating. Mr. Ares looked aristocratic and haughty in everything he wore. Even if the outfits were bought from a flea market, he would still stand out above everyone else.

'Nonetheless, since he's attending a gentry banquet, he ought to change his clothes to show courtesy.'

"It's great," Grayson said before hurrying off.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Sean had taken a great deal of effort today to seek after Rose. He had only one goal in mind- Asking Rose Loyle to be his dance partner.

"I've just returned, Miss Rose. And I don't have many friends of the opposite sex, so will you be my dance partner?" Sean begged Rose softly yet persistently. He was famed for his never-say-die attitude.

Rose was distressed by the whole ordeal. Wealthy families often held many banquets, and there were plenty of bugs in banquets. She just escaped from Josephine's birthday banquet and was not planning to jump into another hellhole.

However, Sean was incessantly long-winded and sounded like a ceaseless broken record when she

rejected him.

Rose gritted her teeth and finally threw in the towel." Fine."

In the evening, Rose sat on the sofa in a daze when Jay returned home. Next to her was a haute couture dress with a matching jewelry box.

Jay paced over languidly as his gaze swept across the gown. The coldness in his eyes dropped several degrees instantly. "Did Sean come over to ask you to be his dance partner?"

Rose nodded. "Mhmm!"

Jay loosened his tie in annoyance. While taking off his coat, he continued domineeringly, "You can't go."

Rose raised her head, flustered. "Why? I've already promised him, so I can't take my words back now."

Jay was wearing an azure-colored attire that was well-ironed. It was wrapped around his perfect figure that was somewhat bewitching on the eyes.

He looked down as if he was a king looking at his subject. Then, he continued imposingly, "If you go to the banquet, who'll take care of the children?"

"Aren't you going to be here?" Rose whispered.

Jay retorted, "I have something going on tonight."

Rose was dumbfounded.

She protested. "How hegemonic. You can go out if you have something going on, yet I can't go out when I

have plans?"

The corner of Jay's lips curled up into an unclear sneer. 'She wants to go out with another man? In her dreams!'

Baby Zetty came out of the play area suddenly and voiced out her support, "Mommy, you can go to the party with Uncle Sean. We can take care of ourselves." 3 Jay,