Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 275

There was no gold here!

Afraid that Joesphine would say the wrong thing, Rose hurriedly hung up and picked up her glass of milk before finishing it in a few gulps. Worried that Jay would interrogate her, she quickly slipped away like a mouse.

"Baby Zetty, hurry up. Don’t let Aunt Josephine wait too long!” Rose ran upstairs before reminding Baby Zetty.

Jay looked at Baby Zetty before he suddenly reached his hand out to pat her head. "Good luck! Uncle wishes you success."

His long fingers glided through her soft dark hair as a few thin, long strands of hair tangled around his fingertips, i

Jay's fist tightened.

Baby Zetty set down her utensils and wiped her mouth with a napkin as she made a cheeky face at Jay. "Thank you, Uncle. Don't worry, I'll succeed for sure. When I earn a lot of money, I'll make you my mommy's maid. Hmph!" 1

Jay,

The delicious breakfast had suddenly become tasteless.

The little bun was good at infuriating people to death.

Jenson and Baby Robbie both gave Baby Zetty a big hug when she left with Rose.

Jenson said, "Good luck!”

Baby Robbie chimed in, "I'll miss you!”

Rose glanced at Jay. "Sir Ares, we’ll be leaving now."

"Stay safe."

After Rose left Garden Of A Diary with Baby Zetty, Jay looked at Baby Robbie and Jensen. "Daddy's going out for a while, so you two stay home and call me if anything happens, okay?" 1

Jenson nodded.

"Don't worry Daddy, I'll take care of Jenson," Baby Robbie said as he pretended to be a grown-up.

Jenson retorted, "I don't need you to take care of me."

"Are you scared of monsters?" Baby Robbie asked. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"There aren’t any here," Jenson said as his expression became agitated.

Baby Robbie adapted quickly. "Then, you take care of me instead. Is that alright?"

Jenson nodded. "That’s better."

Jay patted his two sons on their heads. "Take care of each other. Wait for Daddy to come back."

He went upstairs to change into his suit. Wrapped in the tailored suit, he emanated an aura of coolness which made people back away in respect.

Half an hour later.

Jay appeared at the Genetic Testing Centre.

Grayson had rushed over as soon as he received a phone call from Mr. Ares and arrived slightly earlier than Jay at the testing center. 1

When the two met up, Jay passed the ziplock bag which contained a few strands of hair to Grayson. "Get this tested immediately."

Grayson was dripping with sweat.

He did not know why, but he felt that Mr. Ares was straying further and further away from the path of being a formidable boss. Ever since Rose reappeared i n the picture, Mr. Ares seemed to have become possessed by Sherlock Holmes. 1

"What’s this?" Grayson asked curiously.

The way Jay looked at him was as if he was looking at a fool.

"I know it's hair. Whose is it?"

"Baby Zetty."

Grayson stared at him. "Does Rose know?"

"If you dare tell her this, I’ll cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs."

Grayson covered his mouth. "Don’t worry Mr. Ares, I’ll never tell anyone. However, what's the use of testing Baby Zetty's genes?’ "It's because you're useless. You’ve been searching for such a long time but don’t have any information on Rose’s ex-husband." Jay gave Grayson a disgruntled look.

Grayson's head slumped downward.

"After the results of Baby Zetty's genetic tests are out, take them to the gene bank and compare them to the gene pool. I want her family tree."

Grayson broke out in a cold sweat. "Mr. Ares, how many generations back should I look into?"