Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 497

"Where're you taking my man?"

Rose swayed on her feet as she tried to follow after them. However, her path was blocked with a terrifyingly angry Jay Ares.

"Who am I?"

Rose stared at him. Blinking innocently, she lifted a hand to rub her sleepy eyes in a confused manner. " Haven't we met before, handsome?"

Grinding his molars, Jay stared coldly at her. "You tell _ H

me.

Rose smiled foolishly. "I'm very extroverted when it comes to handsome men, you see. Though you do look familiar, I don't think I’ve met you before. Since every fortune of mine from my previous and current life has been wasted on Jay Ares, that stupidly handsome b* stard.”

Jay's chiseled features twitched.

Rose had both praised and scolded him with one mere sentence. His reticent expression revealed that he did not know whether to laugh or cry in response.

He watched Rose place a friendly arm on his shoulder in the aforementioned extroverted manner. She was drunk beyond comprehension.

She must have drunk a lot to arrive at this point of

incoherence.

"Do you know how to fight, handsome?"

Jay’s expression remained indifferent. "Yeah.”

She pointed at the men holding Josie 'hostage’. "You see that wretched man? Wallop him hard for me, so hard you disfigure his face beyond recognition!"

The bodyguard broke out into a cold sweat.

Who had he offended now? Good God, what had he done that warranted the missus’ desire to punish him like that?

"What do I get in return?"

The bodyguard was close to pissing himself. The president would not sacrifice him to get on the missus ’ good side... Right?

"Return? What do you want in return?"

Jay replied, "Come home and sleep with me."

Grayson and the rest were shell shocked by the president's request.

They had never imagined this president of theirs who was known for his cold and unfeeling persona to say such things without blushing or his heart skipping.

They sighed. It was time to rewrite their impression of him.

Not to mention that they were present to witness such a monumental incident.

With how petty the president was, they were as good a

s dead.

Jay's expression darkened to the maximum.

Instead of ending at just that, Rose even drew her hand back to hit his face. However, Jay caught both her hands and held them against her back.

Then, he carried her and brought her back to the car with a menacing expression on his face.

"You will not speak of today's incident to anyone else, understood?" Jay’s ominous tone reached them.

"Understood, Mr. President." The men behind did not dare to speak out of turn.

The Rolls-Royce arrived at the medical department's staff residence.

Inhibited by alcohol, the two women spent the car ride singing at the top of their voices.

Josie sang out, "I love it when you call me senorita. I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya."

Rose completed the lyrics, singing, "But every touch is ooh-la-la-la. It’s true la-la-la. Ooh, I should be running."