Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2248

Henry very happily took out the money to pay back his dormmates the money they donated. Then, Timothy suggested a new proposal. "Should we donate this money to Jenson instead?" Jenson's handsome face started twitching violently. Did they think the dignified crown prince of Grand Asia needed donations from others?

"I don't need it," Jenson refused resolutely.

However, Timothy was under the impression that Jenson was pretending to be aloof and indifferent about material pursuits. He said, "Jenson, you're the poorest among all of us here. You're only getting 200 dollars a month. You'll have nothing left after buying a pair of sneakers or clothes. We'll donate this money to you so you can live comfortably and study comfortably."

Jenson looked at Timothy and gritted his teeth while enunciating word for word, "I don't need it."

Regardless of the consequences, Timothy quickly grabbed Jenson's phone and transferred the money into Jenson's Venmo. He accepted it in his stead.

Quinton followed suit and transferred the money as well, and Timothy accepted it on his behalf.

Jenson looked at the' huge sum of money' in his Venmo account and was in between laughter and

tears.

At this moment, Henry looked at his classmates who were being kind and loving toward each other. He said, "I'm speaking from my heart here when I say I feel very lucky to be able to meet such sincere and kind dormmates like you guys."

Quinton wrapped his hand around Henry's shoulders and said, "You're a man. Why are you being so emotional?"

Jenson took his schoolbag and slung it coolly on his shoulder. He glanced at his dormmates and said, "It's time for class."

Timothy and the others hurriedly grabbed their schoolbags and chased after Jenson.

While walking on the boulevard of Imperial Capital University, Jenson's radiance would constantly cause many girls to squeal in admiration.

"Oh my God. He's so handsome!"

"Which department is he in? What's his name? Should I write him a love letter?"

Jenson's face became colder by the second.

Henry and Timothy did not mind the attention at all. Timothy even posed coolly while saying, "I just knew that my stubble and handsome face could definitely attract the hearts and affection of countless girls. Starting today, please address me as Timothy

Sanders, the breaker of hearts."

Henry pushed him away and stood in the center, saying, "They much prefer someone pure and innocent such as myself, the prince of a farm."

Quinton rolled his eyes at them and said, "I can bet that all of these girls only have eyes for Jenson."

Timothy and Henry looked at Jenson, who was in his usual white shirt and black trousers. He did not have a single branded item on him. They both shook their heads at the same time.

"That's impossible. My mother told me how realistic girls are nowadays. What they value is not a man's appearance but the money in his wallet."

Timothy bit the thick gold chain around his neck and said with a proud face, "They like domineering, wealthy rich kids like me. When I was growing up, I was sought after by countless girls no matter where I went."

As they were chatting, they had already arrived at the teaching building.

They were followed by a group of girls.

When Jenson entered the classroom, he chose a seat to sit down. When Timothy and the others were about to sit next to Jenson, a group of girls rushed in and pushed Timothy and the others aside. In an instant, the seats around Jenson were occupied by girls.

He was akin to a tree among thousands of flowers when surrounded by this group of young and beautiful girls.

Timothy and Henry lost their heads in envy and jealousy. Then, Timothy asked, "You're like an ancient king surrounded by his concubines. How do you feel, Your Highness?"

Jenson's face had never been this cold. He gritted his teeth and said, "I need a sword that drives away evil spirits."

As soon as he said this, they could hear a voice resonating from afar.