Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1992

Baby Robbie,

Carson was immensely impressed by Baby Robbie." Not bad. You're really good. It's better than how we interrogate our prisoners. What we're doing is cruel torture, and we often take turns to do it. When we're done interrogating the prisoners, we would be worn out ourselves."

Cole glared at Carson. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that my techniques are terrible?"

Carson let out a wry smile and said against his conscience, "Ours aren't so bad either. Simple and rough."

Jenson stood up and swaggered away.

Baby Robbie patted Carson's head. "Learn." Then, he went off to chase after Jenson.

Cole looked dazedly at Baby Robbie and stroked his chin. "He has proven himself worthy to be the heir whom Grand Old Master Yorks selected."

When Jenson and Baby Robbie walked out the front door, Baby Robbie pulled Jenson back and pointed at the Refreshing Breeze signboard above their heads.

Jenson remembered that he had not done something yet and walked back to Cole.

"Why are you back?"

Carson flicked his sleeves and wiped the dust off the chair, saying to Baby Robbie ingratiatingly, "Please have a seat, Patriarch."

Baby Robbie patted his shoulder. "This young man is promising and worthy to be taught. You have a bright future ahead of you." Carson let out a dazzling smile upon hearing what he said.

Cole glared at them. "I'm still alive and you're already thinking of changing masters? Are you trying to poach my men, Baby Robbie?"

Baby Robbie pulled out the Yorks family's seal and swayed it before Cole's eyes, saying, "The entire Yorks Stronghold belongs to me. What do you mean 'poach'?" Cole,

Cole wanted to ignore Baby Robbie because when he talked to him, the disdainful aura he exuded would leave him devastated within seconds.

Cole shifted his gaze to Jenson. "Do you want me to summon Faith?"

Jenson shook his head and pointed at the door, saying, "Uncle, your Refreshing Breeze signboard is not fitting."

"Why is it not fitting?" Cole asked grumpily.

Jenson explained, "There's a sign on my father's toilet door, which also translates to refreshing breeze. If you think that's fine, then take it as though I never said it. Let's go, Baby Robbie." Baby Robbie watched as Cole's face grew more and more forlorn. He began laughing way too hard.

"I can't believe Uncle's villa shares the same name as my father's toilet. Looks like my father's thoughts are still more meticulous than yours, Uncle Cole." Baby Robbie left while laughing. Cole watched as the two little guys walked away.

From their majestic-looking backs, he could detect their overweening attitude and was so mad that his chest hurt. "These two little young masters are killing

-H me.

Carson said, "I finally understand why you lost to Sir Ares, Young Master."

Cole glared at him. "Get straight to the point."

Carson said, "Sir Ares is the crown prince of Imperial Capital, Young Master, whereas you're Yorks Stronghold's young master. You both have equally unrivaled good looks and outstanding talent, but why did you suffer a crushing defeat? That's because you don't have two extremely intelligent sons like Sir Ares."

Cole mulled it over. That made sense. Jay was majestic and impressive in Yorks Stronghold only because the twins, Jenson and Baby Robbie, were working together."

Carson said, "Therefore, Young Master, you must raise Dawn to be even more outstanding. Dawn alone isn't going to be enough. You need to have more... If we can't win with quality, we'll win in numbers." Cole spat out the tea on Carson's face. Carson wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Did I say anything wrong, Young Master?"

"I'm not a stud."

Cole placed the teapot on the table and suddenly suggested, "I'm going to Swallow City to see my precious son."