Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1960

James looked at Jenson with a horrified look, and his eyes were filled with questions and doubts. Jacob was already severely distressed, and he was about to lose his voice from shouting. "How did this

happen?!"

It was evident for Jacob and James at this moment that Jenson had instigated their men to turn on them. It was just that they felt exceptionally startled by the turn of events. How did Jenson do it? When did he gain the opportunity to instigate their unswerving assassins in such a short period?

They started to think that Jenson was genuinely terrifying.

At this moment, Baby Robbie and the military intelligence division sisters arrived at the scene.

Baby Robbie shouted before he even approached them, "Get them!"

The arrival of Baby Robbie made James and Jacob feel a little cautious. They were afraid of Baby Robbie catching the assassins as they were likely to confess under torture or temptations of fame and fortune. Hence, they wanted the assassins to quickly escape.

As for Jenson, his eyes appeared dark and gloomy. He cast a secretive glance at the assassin who had hurt

Jacob, and the guy immediately turned around to jump above the high wall.

The other assassins fled along with him.

By the time Baby Bobbie appeared, all the assassins had vanished into thin air. "Where are the assassins?" Baby Robbie asked when he saw the empty courtyard. Jenson mocked him, "Did you think you'd get them with that snail-like pace of yours?" Baby Robbie checked Jenson's whole body and said," It's fine as long as you're safe."

Then, Jenson walked toward Jacob and asked, "How's your injury?"

The fingertips of Jacob's left hand had been sliced off, and he was in so much pain that his whole body was quivering.

Jenson looked at his missing fingers, and his eyes turned gloomy at the sight.

Harming others would only ultimately harm oneself!

"Someone take Second Old Master to the hospital," Jenson said somewhat calmly, "It seems like Grandpa Jacob won't be able to attend my inheritance ceremony tomorrow."

Jacob appeared utterly distressed upon hearing this. The inheritance ceremony was always related to the distribution of benefits for each family branch. If he failed to show up, the second family branch would lose its chance to speak up.

"It's just a minor injury," said Jacob.

Then, Jenson said, "Don't you want your fingers anymore, Grandpa Jacob? If you head to the hospital now, perhaps they'll be able to salvage them."

Jacob instantly became very hesitant.

If he wanted to keep his fingers, then he could not participate in tomorrow's inheritance ceremony.

If he planned on attending, then he had to delay the surgery of reattaching his fingertips.

After weighing all the pros and cons again and again, Jacob toughened his tone. He bargained with Jenson, saying, "Jens, if I can't participate in tomorrow's inheritance ceremony, how do you plan on allocating the benefits for each of the family's branches?"

Jenson replied, "I'm tired, so I'm heading back to rest."

After saying this, he walked out of the garden.

Jacob was so enraged that he started stomping on his feet.

Then, Jenson's voice could be heard saying, "Grandpa Jacob, even if I give you mountains of gold, you'd have to feel blessed to be able to enjoy it."

One sentence from him was able to choke Jacob up into feeling mournful.

After Jenson and Baby Robbie left, James and Jacob

began to whisper.

"What on earth happened, Jacob? Why did the assassins we hired injure you instead?" James was immensely puzzled.

Jacob looked at Jenson's back view, and his eyes seemingly ignited with a burst of fire.

"He's the devil himself. He must've instigated our men to turn their backs on us at a critical time like this."