Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1271

Carson stared at Jay. He wondered where this man gained the confidence to be so arrogant and overbearing in Yorks' stronghold.

As if he had been possessed, he brought them over to the best guest room. Jay walked around inside and somewhat reluctantly said, "This will do."

Carson slandered him in his heart. 'Sure enough, people are invincible when they're shameless.'

This guest room was actually the Yorks' stronghold's facade. It was a so-called facade because there were plenty of shoddy buildings in Yorks' stronghold, but only this courtyard house had a hint of flashy feeling to it.

It was an elegant courtyard with an inner courtyard garden in the middle. The furniture was carved from mahogany, which was very expensive. They should be very reasonably content to be able to stay in such

a room.

However, Jay was a wife-spoiling demon and always wanted to give the best to Angeline. Hence, he was rather picky in terms of rooms.

After selecting the guest room, Jay instructed Carson again, "Please give us more blankets and turn on the

heating. I'd also like a humidifier... Moreover, we're famished. Can we have lunch soon?"

Carson endured the raging flames in his heart, and after coming out of the courtyard, he went back to the guest hall in the front yard while cursing his heart out.

"Who the bloody hell do you think you are? A king? How dare you be so arrogant to me? Wait until I report this matter to the old master. We'll know how to deal with you then."

Cole said, "Can't you tell that these people come from wealth? The things they're wearing are all custom-made and limited edition attires. The Yorks' stronghold was built to fool others, so it looks poor and shabby. Even we ourselves are not suited to live here."

Spencer spat out the tea he just drank. "Brat, is your father not human? I live just fine here, don't I?"

Cole glanced at his father and sneered, "You're here because you need to sit here as the owner of this house. With your extravagant habits, why don't you head back into your old lair along with your wealth and riches and have a sweet dream?"

Spencer uttered, "What... What sweet dreams? I have so many wives here who look like fully bloomed roses. Why would I yearn for any more sweet dreams? As for you, however, how do you plan to solve your physical needs without a woman?"

Carson had always been curious about this question and was looking forward to the young master's answer.

Cole shot Carson a vicious look, and Carson's eyes swept elsewhere. His guilty conscience was pricked.

Cole teased back, saying, "What sweet dreams are you thinking about? I was talking about dreams of grand riches. Your own thoughts are so impure, Dad. That's why you think of your son as a depraved lover."

Spencer was a man of reason, but he did not expect his son to talk about that sort of sweet dreams and even managed to tease him about it. It made him seem like he was not acting his age. Spencer was fuming as he pointed at Cole and said," Don't pretend to be oh-so innocent. One day, I'll find out how you solve your physical needs."

Cole stood up as if he was bored and said goodbye to Spencer. "I'm leaving now, old man. Take care of yourself."

Spencer asked, "Where are you going?"

Cole turned back and looked at his father wickedly. "To solve my physical needs. Would you like to come and watch?" Spencer was stunned.

This time, he restrained himself and said with a stern face, "Dad thinks that the six tourists today look rather odd. Judging from my years of accumulated experience, they're definitely not ordinary people." Cole retorted to Spencer in an impolite manner, "You said that the last time there were tourists as well. As a result, those tourists were just ordinary explorers."

Spencer showed an awkward expression. However, he still desperately defended himself. "But those weren't ordinary explorers. They travel around one-third of the earth all year round. Of course, they can't be regarded as ordinary people."