Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 209

Jay was allergic to alcohol, hence his lips barely touched any.

However, he deliberately went and greeted everyone and did not refuse anyone who toasted to him. Rose had no choice but to step forward for Jay and drink his share for him. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Consequently, Rose ended up losing track of how many glasses of wine she had drunk. Her stomach was overwhelmed by the amount of liquid, and she started feeling sick. Finally, she conceded and asked Jay for help.

"I can't drink anymore, Sir Ares.” She clutched onto her stomach with a pale face. Sweat was oozing out of her forehead.

Jay looked at her increasingly sick expression, and his eyes were cold. The tone he used was even colder." You're oh-so capable, aren't you? You even drank 12 glasses of liquor!”

It was a powerless mocking for the resentment he felt.

'Why'd you have to drink this much when you can't actually withstand it?'

Fortunately, she was with him today. If it were any other hypocrite with a lustful scheme, how could she protect herself?

Rose could not hear past his ridicule and raised her head to squeeze a weak, wry smile toward him.

"I used to drink even more!"

'Unrepentant?'

Jay’s narrow eyes seemed to shoot out a dangerous cold gaze at her. "Oh? Then, the person in front of us is an overseas entrepreneur. I've been looking for a chance to cooperate with him. Since

you have such great tolerance, can you help me out with a couple of drinks? If the cooperation is a success, I'll give you generous rewards."

Rose could not care less about the rewards. When she heard that it was a big client he wanted to work with, she stood up straight and said, "Alright." 3

Jay looked at her speechlessly.

He felt angry that she was not cherishing herself enough!

How would he know that her heart belonged to him? That she could not care less about her body for him to achieve well in his career?

Jay brought Rose in front of the overseas entrepreneur. The foreigner spoke German, and Jay pretended not to understand him. He turned around and asked Rose, “Can you translate for me?"

How could Rose have known that it was a test? She thought that he wanted a decent translation to preserve his credibility. Hence, she proceeded to translate for him. "He's complimenting you for being s o handsome.

"He said that he has heard of your legend. You're the genius who created three-quarters of the world's largest networking domain at a young age."

As Jay listened to Rose’s professional translation, a smile appeared in his eyes.

'The longer I get along with this silly girl, the more surprises I get to unfold.'

Nonetheless, happiness eventually led to sadness.

When Rose gave the foreigner a toast, she ended up throwing up on the poor lad.

Rose, who was half-drunk out of her mind, was so frightened that she kept muttering, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Everyone else had swayed away, yet they dared not drag Jay away. He was akin to an unwavering willow tree.

Jay stretched out his hand and grasped her arm tightly.

Rose could barely stand at this point.

"Follow me." He took Rose away from the venue. Then, he shoved her into the Rolls-Royce and instructed Grayson to send them back to the villa.

Initially, Rose still had a bit of her consciousness left. After a few bumps inside the Rolls-Royce though, she

was completely in a drunken coma.

When they were halfway there, she fell into a deep sleep on Jay’s lap.

Grayson glanced at Jay's face several times. He thought that Rose, who reeked of alcohol, would make the neat freak Mr. Ares burst into flames.

Unexpectedly, his expression was quite normal, and there seemed to be a little bit of gentleness in his eyes as he gazed at Rose.

Grayson was so frightened that he felt like he had arrhythmia. 'Has the cold-blooded Mr. Ares ever been gentle with others?

'What did Rose Loyle do?'

Grayson's arrhythmia was affecting his driving skills.

The car was swaying on a steady road, so Jay glared at him furiously. "Drive carefully."

'You'll wake Rose up.'

Grayson felt that he had to reestablish his views in life.

He originally thought that it was merely a fluke, and h e was thinking too much into it. This was because in his cognition, even if everyone on earth were to drop dead and only Rose was left, Mr. Ares’ cruel attitude toward her would never change.

Once they got down from the car, Jay personally carried Rose with him, and his movements were surprisingly gentle. Grayson could not help but slap himself twice in the face.