Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 120

An earth-shattering transformation happened outside while they were having lunch.

When Jay and the children left the restaurant with the packed food, he noticed a long formation of luxury cars parked outside. Bodyguards in neat uniforms stood in high alert next to each of those cars.

Jay's first reaction to seeing the excessive display was to carry Jenson in his arms.

Jenson was not fond of crowds, and he detested being touched by strangers. That was why Jenson's grandparents did not hire nannies or drivers for their beloved grandchild and instead brought him around personally, like normal peasants.

However, four generations of the Ares family lived together in the same estate. Jenson's grandparents and Jay might keep a low profile, but Grand Old Master Ares and his three other sons were extraordinarily extravagant. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Whenever they went out, there was a cavalcade of luxury cars and countless bodyguards. Sometimes, there were even journalists tailing them for live coverage, which made their outings even grander than royal processions.

Grand Old Master Ares was in his eighties, though he looked younger. He was in good spirits even though

his hair was already silvery-white. His eyes were sharp and penetrating. He did not look more than sixty years old.

After Grand Old Master Ares got out of the car, four young and beautiful nurses supported him, though his step was firm when he walked toward Jay.

Behind him were his four sons, walking in descending order of age.

The eldest son was Jay's father and Jenson and Robbie's grandfather. He looked like a caring and compassionate man, and one could not see that the smiling and gentle old man was the man who had brought the expansion of the Ares family business overseas.

Old Master Ares's second and third sons bore the most children. Most of Jay's cousins came from these two families.

The children of the Ares family carried the superior bloodline of Grand Old Master Ares. Many of them held high-ranking positions in the military or were outstanding doctors.

Then, there was the youngest son. He was born after Grand Old Master Ares turned sixty, which made him the most loved and spoiled among the four.

Jay's fourth uncle was the typical rich playboy. He did not work, and his greatest skill was flirting.

Fourth Uncle and Jay were similar in age. Fourth Uncle might be the more senior relative, but that was about all he had over Jay. Jay was by far the more outstanding man, and the two of them shared a lovehate relationship.

All of them appeared at Grand Asia today. Jay could not think of any other reason that so many people appeared at Grand Asia, other than to visit the twin young heirs of the Ares family.

Baby Robbie pouted when he saw the grand display of people.

"Oh, let me see you, my great-grandchildren! The two o f you look the same! Let me guess, which one is Robbie, and which one is Jenson?" Grand Old Master Ares was sometimes a child at heart. He squealed with glee when he saw the two extremely cute children.

The old relatives crowded around Robbie and Jenson. Robbie was not very happy at that moment, and so his expression was the same as Jenson's.

"I wonder who is who!" Grand Old Master Ares and the children's great uncles were stumped.

Fourth Great Uncle John Ares was a playful adult. He walked up to them and pinched their noses without warning. "Isn't it easy to identify Jenson from Robbie? The one who will send you death- glares is Jenson," he said with a mischievous smile.

Jenson stared sullenly at him, while Robbie looked innocently at him.

"See? This one's Jenson," he said as he pulled Jenson t o him. "This little puppy is just like his father. He doesn't like to speak and only glares at people. He's not adorable at all."

Jay glared at his Fourth Uncle. "My Jens doesn't need t o curry favor from you." Then, he pulled Jenson back t o his side.

After a round of introductions, Grand Old Master Ares solemnly declared, "Josephine says that Robbie doesn't need to undergo a DNA test. You can see at first glance that he is from the Ares family. Now that I've seen him in the flesh, I also think that he doesn't need to take a DNA test. Bring him back to the Ares family house at once. There is no reason why an heir o f the Ares family should remain outside." 1

The final sentence was as overbearing as it could get.