Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 2242

Jenson looked at the meat dishes on his plate that were piled up, and a gentle smile overflowed in his eyes. He accepted this disguised form of emergency relief from his dormmates. This was the first time in his life that he was getting help from someone else.

Suddenly, a graceful figure arrived like a cool breeze brushing past Jenson's face. Just as he recovered his senses, he saw Savannah sitting next to him without asking for permission.

It was as if she was extremely familiar with him.

Timothy and Quinton both fixed their eyes on her, staring straight at Savannah's face.

There was a pair of big eyes that made her seem quick -witted on her round face. Her eyes were shining akin to obsidian and were as bright as stars.

Her beauty exuded a sense of cleverness.

Savannah squeezed out a bright smile at Timothy and Quinton on the opposite side. "Hello, my name is Savannah Jones."

Quinton and Timothy were both top students who paid no attention to outside matters when they were high school students. They were the type who concentrated on burying their faces in books. Upon seeing a beautiful girl winking enthusiastically at them, they felt electricity flowing in them as the tips o

f their ears turned red in an instant.

"Hi. Hello. My name is Timothy.” Timothy was wiping his hands on his shirt, fearing that he would dirty Savannah's hand. Then, he stretched out his hand to shake her hand.

"My name is Timothy Sanders."

Quinton smacked his hand away and said, "Don't try t o take advantage of a girl.”

Then, he flatteringly said to Savannah, "I'm Quinton Banners.”

After Savannah greeted Timothy and Quinton, she turned her head to look at Jenson. She asked, "Huh? Didn't I predict that you'd come across a bloodbath? Why do you look fine?"

Jenson rolled his eyes at her and said, "Your swindling tricks are useless on me, so stay away from _ H

me.

Savannah was most fearful of others saying she was incapable in her specialty. The more Jenson was in disbelief of her skills, the more desperately she wanted to prove herself.

"Then I'll give you another prediction.”

Savannah took out a deck of tarot cards from her pocket and handed them to Jenson. "Pick one.”

Jenson remained indifferent.

"I can’t tell you. I won't!"

Jenson scoffed. "Mad girl."

Timothy and Quinton asked, "Why can't you tell him?"

Savannah lowered her head with a serious expression. She merely said to Jenson obscurely," Jens, cherish every opportunity you have with this person. Your chances are limited."

Jenson knitted his eyebrows together. "Who's this person?"

He did not even know whether the person was a man o r a woman.

Savannah muttered a piece of advice, "A dearest relative."

Jenson smirked... Why was he actually stooping himself so low to discuss such a meaningless topic with her?

This was childish.

Then, he pushed his dinner plate aside and strode away.