Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 2002

Jens said, "Judy was the Ares family's prisoner. Faith must have done something to disturb Chloe’s mental state and persuaded her into letting Judy go. Faith is related to Judy’s death one way or another."

Madam Nephele answered in a low voice, "Even if Faith killed Judy, why did you come looking for me, Young Master Jens?"

Jenson's profound and unfathomable pupils fell onto Madam Nephele as he said, "Madam Nephele, I heard that you were the one who recommended the underaged Faith to become the Ares family's maid."

An obvious look of startlement flashed across Madam Nephele's eyes, but she managed to recover her calmness rather quickly. She smiled lightly and replied, "Yes, I did. I pitied the child for having no father and mother, so I pleaded with Second Old Master to take Faith in."

Jenson spoke rather slowly, yet his tone carried a strong and formidable power, "You're wrong, Madam Nephele. As long as one is human, then they’d have both a mom and a dad. Faith is no exception.”

Madam Nephele was secretly alarmed. She bewilderedly pondered to herself, 'Jenson doesn’t seem that old, but his thoughts are too meticulous and

that aura of his is also imposing. It's almost too overwhelming.' "Did you happen to find her parents, Young Master Jens?" Madam Nephele asked.

Jenson's sharp gaze fell on Madam Nephele's fingers that were currently clenched together due to tension. There was a sneer in Jenson's beautiful pupils when h e said, "No. That’s one of my intentions for coming to look for you today, Madam Nephele. Since you were the one who recommended Faith, perhaps you would have some knowledge regarding Faith's family background-"

"I don't," said Madam Nephele. She could not hide the panic in her eyes.

Jenson abruptly extended his hand and gently stroked Madam Nephele's satin-like dark hair. He plucked a few strands and they were immediately entangled between his fingers.

There was a sudden change in Madam Nephele’s expression as she asked, "What are you doing with my hair?"

Jenson saw her reaction and had already guessed the true relationship between Madam Nephele and Faith. Then, he let go of the strands of hair, letting them fall t o the ground. He said, "My apologies. Madam Nephele, your dark hair is as beautiful as my mommy's. I've had a habit of stroking my mommy's hair since I was a child, but that was terribly rude of me."

Madam Nephele breathed a sigh of relief.

The low sound coming out of it sounded deep and intense, akin to a weeping baby.

Not long after, Jenson felt dizzy listening to the tune and fell to the ground with a thud.

Madam Nephele looked at her work with satisfaction and placed the wooden flute back into her sleeve. Then, she said to Jenson again, "Get up, Jens. Go home. After a good night's sleep, you'll forget about everything that happened today."

Jenson crawled back up, the look in his eyes utterly dull. Then, he proceeded to walk out like a zombie.

When Baby Robbie witnessed Madam Nephele’s deed with his own eyes, he was filled with astonishment. Madam Nephele's little tricks were indeed too treacherous.

Baby Robbie was worried about Jens, so he turned around and got out from the window, disappearing into the night.