Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1260

As he got closer to the door, he heard the bodyguard losing control of his emotions as he shrieked. "I'm telling you that my young master was murdered! Why don't you believe me?"

"Because there's no other evidence of your room being broken into. There are no other marks or evidence on your young master's body either. So your accusations are not based on anything at all. How are we supposed to believe you?"

"I saw it myself. I even fought him for a while," the bodyguard explained, "He's a thief, and he stole something precious from my young master."

"What precious thing did he steal?"

A glimmer of light flashed across the bodyguard's eyes as if he realized that he had said something he should not have. He lowered his head and remained silent.

Jay knew it. That thief did not come to take that young master's life. He came here for a treasure.

He instinctively put his hand on the left side of his chest. The token that his mother gave him should be in the inner pocket of his shirt.

As Jay felt around, color slowly drained from his face.

That token was gone.

A wave rolled inside Jay's heart. He slowly pieced everything together. When was the token stolen? Who stole it?

After that, his mind locked in on the moment when they got off the plane. That mysterious 'man' had bumped into him.

Ice froze under Jay's eyes as he clenched his fists tightly. He said to himself, "You'd better wish that you won't run into me the next time."

Inside the room, the bodyguard suddenly went crazy the moment the doctors were about to carry the corpse out of the room. The bodyguard stopped them and said, "Where are you bringing him to? He can't go anywhere else. I have to bring him home to where he belongs. My young master's father is still waiting for him at home."

"But he's infected with a highly contagious disease. We have to get him away so that we can carry out the autopsy. We must also sanitize the body."

The bodyguard was so furious that the veins on his forehead surfaced. "No. I won't let you take him away."

Everyone else scattered like a flock of startled birds when they heard about the contagious disease.

Jay's tall figure stood at the door alone. When he saw the bodyguard stopping those people from bringing his young master's body away, pity flashed across his eyes.

This man was loyal to the bone.

The bodyguard saw that his threats had little effect on them, so he did something drastic. He knocked the doctors to the ground like a maniac and carried his young master's corpse on his back. When he was about to rush out of the room, he was suppressed by muscular and burly men.

The bodyguard fell onto the floor and thumped his fists on the floor in agony as he cried his heart out.

"Young Master, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I'm so useless!"

Jay unconsciously walked forward, and the bodyguard raised his head. He saw Jay and they locked eyes. All of a sudden, he felt an immense sense of trust toward Jay.

The bodyguard grabbed Jay by the hem of his pants and said to him, "Sir, we met before last night. It was fate that made us cross paths. Can you make a trip to the Yorks' stronghold? Tell Old Master Yorks everything that you know. I'm sure that he will reward you greatly."

Jay expressionlessly looked at the corpse that lay at his feet. It did not look too terrifying, probably because the man had just died. In contrast, his immaculate features and his fair, supple skin suddenly looked so... amiable.

"What is your young master's name?" Jay asked.

The bodyguard paused and wrote the name on the floor with his finger. [Ron.]

Only Jay could see what he was writing from that angle.

That young master was called Ron Yorks?

Jay nodded and said, "Alright. I shall go there on your behalf."

He was not one to be nosey about other people's matters, but he came to Peach Blossom County to find Doomsday and Baby Robbie.

That young master's surname was Yorks, which was the same as one of the officers in Doomsday. Jay was considering the possibility that Young Master Ron Yorks could have something to do with Doomsday. Jay hurried back to the room with a solemn expression on his face.

"Darling Angel, I have a task on me, so I have to pay a visit to the Yorks' stronghold.