Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2239

Jenson replied with a gloomy face, "Who wouldn't know my name? I'm someone who grew up under the eyes of the media since I was a child."

Andy thought for a while and nodded. "That makes sense as well."

However, Savannah said earnestly, "I grew up on a small farm in the south. We're a poor town where roads are not accessible and communications aren't developed. I've truly never seen you before. This is our first meeting."

Although Savannah had a simple and honest face, Jenson had already established that this girl was a quack. He would not believe anything she said.

Savannah was not vexed over this and smiled while saying, "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me now. I'll make you believe me."

Savannah continued to count with her fingers. "You're just like me. You had no mother growing up but when you were five, something changed with your fate and your family became harmonious. You also had peaceful relations with your siblings."

Grayson was utterly stunned. "Goodness gracious, that's too accurate."

Jenson was even more firm with his mindset that this Savannah girl had looked into his background information beforehand. Hence, she was currently trying to swindle him.

Jenson glared at Savannah and scoffed. "Stay away from me."

Savannah's cheerful face looked wounded as she stared at Jenson. She aggrievedly asked, "Why don't you believe me?"

Jenson said, "If you disappear from my world, I'll believe in you."

Savannah's eyes widened in horror as tears filled her eyes. "You... You want me to die? Ah... My master's too accurate with his reading. I love you, yet you want to take my life..."

It was getting more and more outrageous.

Jenson's face was utterly gloomy. "Scram!"

Then, he quickly strode away.

Savannah shouted from behind him, "Jens! When you're choosing your dormitory, avoid the number seven or there's going to be a bloodbath!"

Jenson was still speechless.

Meanwhile, Grayson was taking this seriously. When they were registering, Grayson was adamant about not letting Jenson choose any dormitories with the number seven. However, Jenson simply refused to believe in Savannah's words and applied for Room 777.

Grayson said, "Jens, a bloodbath isn't a trivial matter. What if that Savannah girl wasn't lying to us? Your room number truly sounds unlucky. It doesn't seem very safe to me. Why don't you change rooms?" Jenson said, "That's the point. I want this to be a huge slap in the face for her so that she'll stop swindling others in the future."

After they were done with the registration, Andy and a few younger sisters were apprehensive about Savannah's little prophecy. Hence, Andy exhorted Grayson, "Brother Grayson, will you keep Jens company and take a look at Room 777? Determine whether it's safe or not. We shouldn't let Savannah's words become a reality."

Grayson replied, "Then you lot head back to the dormitory on your own. I'll escort Jenson over."

"Alright."

Grayson and Jenson arrived at the males' dormitory. Just when they walked out of the elevator on the seventh floor, they heard the boys screaming from a bedroom at the end of the corridor.

The boys in the other rooms poked their heads out and exclaimed, "Is there a haunting happening in the dormitories in broad daylight?"

Grayson and Jenson glanced at each other. They searched for the room as they walked along the

corridor.

Ultimately, they saw Room 777 on the dormitory door where the scream came from.

Several bold male students were knocking on the door eagerly. "Hello, is anyone inside? What happened?"

"It's a bloody murder!" a boy inside replied tremblingly.

"Open the door!"

"We can't. The guy is standing at the door. Help us call the police!"

Time was at stake here.

Hence, Jenson said to Grayson, "Kick the door open."

Grayson stepped forward and said, "Step aside, boys."

Several male students stepped aside and Grayson kicked the door open.

The male student who was the perpetrator was lying on the floor at the moment. A knife was stabbed into his stomach.

"Is he injured?" The male student hiding in the upper bunk asked in horror.