Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 9

It was only then that Jay realized that the robot was the image of a beautiful young woman.

'Is this little guy missing his mommy again?' he thought, exasperated.

"Jenson, do you really want to see your mummy-" Jay blurted out without thinking. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Jenson stood morosely on the stairs, his tiny body looking particularly lonely and stubborn. He turned to look directly at Jay and nodded solemnly.

Jay pursed his lips. He supposed he should count himself lucky that he had not thrown Rose into a brothel yet. Otherwise, Jenson's selfish nature would never forgive him if he found out that his father had been bullying his mommy.

However-

Jenson only missed his mommy so much as a result o f a poor decision made by Jay.

A few years ago, Jay believed that Rose was dead but did not want Jenson to live in a world full of spite. So h e cooked up a lie that his mommy still loved him every day.

Of course, as he recently found out to his utmost shock, Rose was very much alive.

As Jay was contemplating whether to take Jenson to

Rose, his cell phone rang.

On the other side of the call was his assistant, Grayson, who sounded terribly anxious.

"Mr. Ares... Rose got away."

"What?" Jay's handsome face crumpled into an incredulous look.

"I'll be there right away." Without even taking the time to eat lunch, Jay hung up and turned to leave the house.

Grandma and Grandpa looked at their son who was rushing back and forth like a busy bee. Somehow, they felt a little sorry for him.

Both grandparents turned their eyes to Jenson, the cause of their son's hectic scrambling. "Little Jenson, look how tired you made your daddy. How about you let Grandpa and Grandma make lunch for you in the future?

"No, it’s not good." Jenson entered his room and slammed the door shut.

Grandma held a spatula in her hand and waved it defiantly at Jenson. "Jenson, you little rascal! Who taught you to behave this way? It's not cute at all."

Josephine sighed weakly, "His daddy."

Jay rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible.

When he got to the VIP section on the ninth floor, the fingerprint lock was intact on the door but the door was wide open. Jay's steely face was lined with shock.

That fingerprint lock was unique, different from all of the other models in the market.

It was not equipped with a password system and gave no leeways for potential break-ins.

The only way to unlock it was to get a fingerprint match on the first try.

Only his and Jenson’s fingerprints were registered for the lock.

"Did you find anything from the surveillance camera?" Jay instantly thought of the other security measures o f the building.

Grayson looked down and said, "Mr. Ares, the back-end storage of the surveillance system was intentionally destroyed."

Jay’s pupils contracted.

Grand Asia's surveillance system was extremely well hidden and the back-end storage system had many layers of security.

How did Rose's unknown helper decipher his surveillance system in such a short time?

Was that person a professional?

"Who was on duty at the front desk?" Without the surveillance system, the only thing Jay could think of was an eyewitness.

Soon, the petite nurse at the receptionist desk was brought to Jay.

Jay sat on the swivel chair and furrowed his well-formed eyebrows.

From the side, Grayson cleared his throat and asked i n a voice of authority, "You are required to have a very good memory to work in Grand Asia. Now, I'll give you a little test. Since 11 am, who has been to the hospital?"

That was the first time the nurse was asked to see the president in person, she was a little nervous and stuttered.

"Mr. Ares, everyone who came at noon today were family members of the inpatients, they were... Ward 808... Ward 704... Ward 706... Ward 503..."

The nurse tried her best to scour her head for the details of every visitor. However, Jay interrupted her impatiently. "Skip through the patients' family members that you’ve seen before. Were there any

new faces?"

The nurse scrunched her forehead and thought hard, but finally shook her head. "I've met everyone before."

Grayson was puzzled. He asked, "How is that possible? Unless it was Batman who crawled in through the window?"

Jay frowned as well.

After some time, the nurse remembered something and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh yeah..."

Everyone turned to focus on her. The nurse smiled embarrassedly, "Nah, it can't be him."

"Who?" Jay frowned.

The nurse hesitated for a long time before she said,' Master Jenson!”

Grayson's jaws dropped. "You mean Master Jenson went to the VIP floor?"

The small nurse nodded.

"When?" Jay asked.

"Around 11:10 am," she said confidently.

After a moment of shock, Jay slowly regained his senses.

Although Jenson only had a tiny time frame to do what the nurse claimed, it was the only explanation for the fingerprint lock breach.

Jay's temper was rising, he felt a sense of betrayal.

Grayson saw what was happening and hurriedly shooed the others out of the office.

Mr. Ares was betrayed by an alliance of his wife and son. One can only imagine how bad foul his mood must be.

Wham!

Jay thumped his fist on the desk and hissed scornfully, "Rose, I guess I've underestimated you. I can’t believe you managed to turn my son on me the moment you stepped foot into the country. Seems like you've bought Jenson over."

Grayson gingerly handed a cup of coffee to the president. He said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Ares, since Master Jenson and Rose are already in contact, why don't you just allow them to meet?"

Jay raised his eyebrows and looked up at Grayson as h e spoke, tapping his fingers gently on the table.

"Goon."

Relieved, Grayson went on, "Mr. Ares, according to past experiences, any woman who tried to get close to Master Jenson always ended up with a life of misery. After all, you should know better than anyone about Master Jenson's ability to make someone’s life a living hell.

"After all, Miss Rose is just a b*stard girl from the countryside. If you assign Miss Rose into the house as a babysitter, with Master Jenson's OCD and autism, I'm sure it won’t take long for Master Jenson's dreamy image of his perfect mommy to be completely shattered.

"On the other hand, Miss Rose will likely be pestered t o death by Master Jenson! Who knows, perhaps you won’t even need to dismiss her before she begs you to let her pack up and leave!"