Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1112

Jean said, "If I tell you the truth, Sis Angeline will make me die an even more horrible death." Jay could tell that he did not have as much authority and prestige as the she-devil.

This dealt a heavy blow to his self-esteem. "Why are you so afraid of her?" he asked furiously.

Jean said, "I'm not the only one. Back then, you were afraid of her yourself, weren't you, Brother?"

"I was afraid of her?" Jay sounded as if he had just heard a fantastical story.

Jean said, "Don't speak too soon, Brother. Make sure you leave a way out for yourself or I'm afraid that the durians in the market aren't enough for you to kneel o n."

Jay looked grim. Why did he have a feeling like he was the most useless son-in-law out there?

When Jean saw the defeated look on Jay's face, he patted him on the shoulder and consoled him, saying," You should just go along with Sis Angelina's arrangement, Brother. Everyone in this world may hurt you but Sis Angeline will not."

"What benefit did she give you for you to say nice things about her like that?" Jay groaned.

Jean pondered for a moment, then said while keeping a straight face, "Generally when Sis Angeline sees me, she will either be scolding me or is about to scold me. She hasn't given me any benefits. I'm saying nice things about her because she's kind to you, and you, you're the elder brother I respect the most."

Jay was speechless. "What sort of logic is this?"

"If I'm the elder brother who you respect the most, why did you work together to lie to me?" Jay interrogated him.

Stunned, Jean said, "We're doing it for your own good, Brother."

Seeing that Jay clearly refused to believe him, Jean raised his hand and vowed. "I swear on my honor."

Jay looked contemptuously at Jean. "Do you even have honor?"

Jean,

Since Jean was unwilling to reveal anything, Jay had no choice but to employ his ultimate move.

He took out a pocket watch from his pocket, then reached out and swung it. With that, the pocket watch started swinging before Jean's eyes.

Jean quickly reached out to hold the pocket watch." You have amnesia, don't you, Brother? How is it that you still know how to hypnotize someone?"

Jay was dumbfounded. "How do you know that I can

hypnotize someone?"

Speaking of hypnosis, Jean said between clenched teeth, "It's all your fault, Brother. When you first started learning hypnosis when you were young, you made me your guinea pig. You made me disclose all of my evil-doings and caused me to get spanked on the butt by Mom and Dad every day like they were playing doubles."

Jay realized what was going on. It was no wonder this brat did not take the bait.

When Jay stared at the extra careful Jean, he sank into deep thoughts.

Knowing that it would be difficult to worm things out of this brat, Jay pulled him up and said, "Take me home."

Jean sighed. "Sigh, what a misery it is to fall into your hands."

As Jean and Jay walked home, Jean started mulling it over, thinking how hard he was going to get spanked on the buttocks by his grandfather and uncles if they learned that he had betrayed Sis Angeline. Therefore, it would be best for him to hand Jay over to the gentle and tender Madam Ares. 1

Jean avoided the main road that was lined with surveillance cameras and eventually came to the courtyard of the first wife's house. When he brought Jay to the main entrance, Jean found an excuse to slip away.

"Don't tell them that I was the one who brought you back, Brother. I need to save my life, so I'll be making a move now."

Jean bolted faster than a rabbit.

Jay's falcon-like pupils turned beyond dark and profound as he thought to himself, 'What sort of secrets about me are they hiding from me? Why is the Ares family and Angelina trying to deceive me?' Jay knocked on the door. When the servant came to open the door, her pupils widened in shock at the sight of Jay. "Master Ares?"

Jay nodded.

"Please come in, Master Ares." The servant invited Jay in with great enthusiasm.

At this time, a heart-wrenching cry of a woman was heard coming from the living room.

Jay frowned, paced himself, and hurried to the living room.