Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 23

Although Rose rushed straight to Horizon Colors, the congested road and the short time window caused her to be late again.

Jay stood on the garden balcony on the second floor of the villa and stared at Rose rushing in. A sneer appeared on his cold face.

"Miss Rose, you're late again."

Rose heard the chilling sound coming from above her head and her soul almost left her body from fright. When she looked up to see Jay, she was greeted by that accursed smile of his.

She panted and tried to catch her breath. All she could muster after a desperate sprint was a string of broken words. "Sir- Ares- The road- Driving..." After a few words, she began to breathe heavily.

'Sir Ares the road driving, huh? What a fascinating sentence.'

Jay’s handsome face turned as dark as coal.

"Can you speak properly?" he hissed.

Still catching her breath, Rose gasped, "Sir Ares— There were too many cars on the road— That's why-—I'm— late."

Jay’s handsome face turned icy and he turned to head downstairs.

After a few minutes.

Jay sat on the sofa and his long, slender legs were crossed as he stared at Rose.

"Since you're late, what do you think I should do with you?"

Rose vividly remembered the warning he gave her yesterday. If she was late again, she did not have to bother going to work in the future.

If Rose met a foul boss like him at another job, she would have quit the job as fast as possible.

However, this job was different. She had to make up for the years she denied Jenson. She would rather die than lose her job.

She was not afraid of death and shame was something she expected.

At this moment, Rose said boldly, "Sir Ares, it's my fault."

Jay sneered. "If simple apologies worked, what's the point of the law?"

"Sir Ares, since I’m thirty minutes late, you can increase my working time for free. I won’t complain."

Jay’s lips twitched. "Increase your working time? Isn’t that just what you’d want?” "You can also not pay me!"

Meanwhile, outside the villa.

A small figure walked carefully around the dense and thorny garden.

After circling almost the entirety of the villa, he still could not find the entrance. In the end, he slid into the basement via the garage entrance.

In the basement, there was an elevator that went directly to the third floor of the villa.

However, the elevator doors could only be unlocked with a fingerprint scan. He put his tiny hand over the lock and infrared rays scanned his fingerprint. Immediately, the elevator door popped open.

Baby Robbie was dumbfounded.

He looked at his little hand and exclaimed, "Woah, did God give me a pair of universal fingerprint unlocking hands?" 3

After entering the elevator, Baby Robbie chose the second floor as he did not like odd numbers.

When he exited, he found himself in a beautiful roof garden. The garden was surrounded by three walls and had a strong feeling of privacy.

Baby Robbie was attracted by the bright and colorful flowers and plants in the garden as well as the weird playground equipment. It was something he had never seen in a public playground.

The super long and twisting slide looked especially

fun. Robbie could not resist the temptation. He climbed up the slide and slid down the twisting chute.

"Who are you?" a cold voice suddenly said.

Baby Robbie was so frightened that he lost control and tumbled to the ground as soon as he landed and his little butt plopped on the green lawn.

He looked up in front of him but saw nobody.

He turned to look behind him and yelped the moment he saw Jenson.

"Ah!"

When Jenson saw Baby Robbie, his stern handsome face looked confused.

Baby Robbie walked over and instinctively reached his hand out to touch Jenson's face and the clothes on him. His first reaction was to mutter, "Is this a mirror?" 1

However, Robbie could feel the person in front of him and realized it was no mirror. He only said that because he noticed that the boy who looked exactly like him was wearing different clothes.

"Who are you?" Baby Robbie asked Jenson curiously.

Jenson asked back, "This is my home. I should be asking you this question."

Baby Robbie openly said, "My name is Robert. What about you?" "Jenson," he replied coldly.

The two children looked at each other's faces seriously and it was obvious that they were both shocked by the similarity of their appearance.

"We must be twin brothers." Baby Robbie concluded.

Jenson nodded.

Baby Robbie stretched out his arms and said happily," Although I don’t know if I'm your older or your younger brother, we should hug now that we’ve met. Pleased to meet you."

Jenson was stunned. This was probably the first time that another kid had treated him nicely.

While he was hesitating, Baby Robbie took the initiative to hug him.

"What are you doing here?" Jenson asked again.

Baby Robbie scratched his head with embarrassment. "I'm looking for Mommy so I snuck in here. Don't tell Mommy, okay?" 1

Jenson was dumbfounded. "Rose is your mommy?"

Baby Robbie nodded. "She's your mommy too."

Jenson's handsome little face immediately scrunched up in anger, as if he just found out he had been pranked.

Noting Jenson's displeasure, Robbie reached out his little hand. "Jenson, what's wrong?" "Why does Mommy only want you but not me?"

Jenson mumbled dejectedly.

Baby Robbie frowned; it was not a question he could answer. However, Baby Robbie suddenly thought of something and sighed sadly.

"What's the matter with you?" Jenson shot.

"My mommy is your mommy. Your daddy must be my daddy. Maybe Mommy wanted me and not you, but why did Daddy want you but not me?"

Jenson was stunned.

The two children wallowed moodily for almost half the day before Baby Robbie finally suggested optimistically, "Jenson, don't be sad. Mommy and Daddy must have been sad to make their decision. We have to believe that they love us. Look, didn't Mommy come back to see you? You're luckier than me! I've never even seen Daddy!” 1

Jenson grabbed Baby Robbie's hand. "Come with me, I'll take you to them."