Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1823

He could faintly feel that Sis Shirley, who used to be a s innocent as a blank sheet of paper, had become more confident, beautiful, mature, and filled with charming colors due to Grand Old Master Severe's guidance.

He believed that more men would soon be attracted to Shirley.

When that time came, Jay's words would become a reality and Shirley's love for him would dissipate over time.

It was just that Cole's heart became somewhat irritated at the thought that the things he had at his fingertips would suddenly belong to others.

In the afternoon.

Cole came to Chateau de Selene.

The person who greeted him by the door was Jay.

Jay used his own tricks against him and coldly said," No one here welcomes you."

Cole walked straight in and arrogantly said as he strolled, "I'm here to see my son, not you."

Mrs. Yorks walked out holding the crying child and placed him into Cole's arms, saying, "You're right on

time. There are too many things going on in the company these days. Shirley is too occupied to care for the child right now, and he's crying all day from not being able to see his mommy. Such a pitiful baby. You're the child's father, so you hold him."

Cole looked at his adorable son. His face looked like it was carved to perfection. When Dawn smiled as he looked at him, it was simply the cutest thing.

He thought to himself, 'Shirley is too busy for this child because of a damn job?'

Cole felt that his son was pitiful and sighed while saying, "Since his mother is too busy to care for him, then I'll do it."

Cole held him close to his embrace, but Dawn started wailing louder when he was in Cole's arms.

"I'm your daddy, Dawn. Don't cry." Cole hugged the child as if he was holding onto a detonating bomb, utterly at a loss.

Dawn cried and struggled in his arms. Afraid that he would fall, Cole merely hugged him tightly in his arms, and as a result, Dawn was extremely uncomfortable. The child looked at Mrs. Yorks pleadingly. He stretched his hand out to Mrs. Yorks as if begging her to take him back.

Mrs. Yorks turned her head to the side and walked away ruthlessly.

She hoped that Cole could understand Shirley's burden. Shirley had to care for the child and work at the same time, while Cole turned a blind eye to the mother and son. As such, Mrs. Yorks was merely expressing her complaints to Cole.

Cole looked at Dawn helplessly. The dignified six feet tall man was feeling utterly at a loss at this moment.

Fortunately, he still had a loyal lackey by his side. Cole opened his mouth and shouted, "Carson!"

Carson then showed up out of nowhere. "Young Master."

"Why is the child crying?" Cole asked.

Carson scratched his head, saying, "Because he misses his mother?"

Cole ordered, "I command you to immediately dress up in women's clothing and humor the child."

Carson felt like crying. "That's too embarrassing, Young Master."

"It's not like you've never done it before. Go now."

Carson whimpered before turning and leaving.

Not long after, Carson came back wearing a floral linen blouse and a pleated skirt. He also had on a wig that was styled into two braids that were swaying as he walked toward Cole.

"Don't cry, Dawn. Your mother's here," Cole handed the baby to Carson. However, when Dawn saw Carson, there was a horrified look on his face and he started crying frantically.

Carson said, "This trick isn't working, Young Master."

Cole furiously scoffed. "I asked you to imitate Shirley.

Who on earth are you supposed to be? You scared Dawn."

In the living room.

Angeline was utterly distressed listening to Dawn's heart-wrenching cries.

She stood up and was about to walk out.