Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 231

Back at the house, after Jay placed the four grocery bags away, he took out the fingerprint lock, found a toolbox, and deftly dismantled the brass lock on the door.

Rose was shocked beyond belief and quickly stopped him. "This is Sean's house, Sir Ares. Can you not wreck it without his permission?"

Jay's hands did not stop moving. "Brass locks aren't a s secure as fingerprint locks," he said candidly.

"Why aren't brass locks secure?" Rose was baffled.

Jay stared at her and spat out a few words. "It's not the lock, it's the landlord."

Rose laughed.

She thought that he was worried about the safety of the children. "Well then, have you ever seen a human trafficker as gentlemanly and rich as Mr. Bell?"

Jay threw the tool in his hand on the floor and glared a t her unhappily. "Then, have you seen a human trafficker as handsome and rich as me?"

'Um...

'Does he still remember that I asked the kids to call him a human trafficker?'

Jay glared at Rose's embarrassed face and said, "Sean i

s a wolf in sheep's clothing, yet you think that he is gentlemanly. His charming looks are only superficial. You ought to be wary of him at all times."Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Rose felt more awkward the more he spoke. "Are you afraid that he'll do something untoward to me?"

Rose's ears turned red with embarrassment after she said that. Perhaps she had misinterpreted what he said.

Jay picked up the manual from the floor and handed i t to her. "Read it to me."

Rose was exasperated. "Don't you know how to read?"

"If you know that I'm changing the lock for your safety, can't you at least help me out?"

"Sure, whatever," Rose said.

However, she was secretly pleased. Jay was worried about her safety. Did hell freeze over?

She read the contents of the manual while he wordlessly continued to install the lock.

When she was on the last few pages, she lifted her head to look but saw that he had finished installing the lock. He was looking at her with a wretched gentleness in his gaze.

Rose felt as though she was jolted by electricity. She felt her blood pressure rise.

"So you know how to install the lock without my help.

Why did you ask me to read the manual then?"

"Why do you have a Swallow City accent?" Jay asked with a smile.

Rose glared at him. "Are you listening to what I'm telling you, or are you listening to my accent?"

Jay smiled pleasantly. He was listening to her accent.

Her pronunciation was clear, and certain words carried the unique lilt of Angeline's voice.

He picked up the brass lock from the floor and carelessly tossed it into the garbage bin.

Rose was angry. "I know that you're rich, Sir Ares, but you shouldn't be so wasteful! That brass lock is still new, and it's an expensive brand!"

Jay took off his windbreaker and said nonchalantly," Sean Bell is a miser. Are you sure he's willing to spend money to ensure your safety? Look at the house he provided you. He has better properties in the Imperial Capital, but he's giving you an unremarkable house."

Rose guessed that Jay had a grudge against Sean. Otherwise, his aloof self would not be commenting on Sean's character.

It sounded as though Sean owed Jay money.

Rose felt the need to defend Sean. "No matter how miserly he might be, he's still better than someone who collects exorbitant rent for renting out a single room."

Jay gave her a death glare. How dare she defend Sean?

Rose calmed down a little and quickly shifted the topic. "It's already late. When are you going back, Sir Ares?"

Jay stared at Rose and grinned shamelessly. "I'll sleep here tonight."

Rose was instantly flustered. The bungalow might have four bedrooms, but only three of them had beds. The fourth one was a study.

In the three bedrooms, two of them only had small child-sized beds.