Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 334

Without a choice, Jean got out obediently before sliding into the driver's seat. Then, he began to complain, "Jay, you are a president of a big company with a net worth of hundreds of billions, yes? So pray tell,

why are you your own chauffeur?

"I'd have seven personal drivers if I were you. One for every day of the week."

"If every driver's going to be as annoying as you, I'd much rather drive myself, thank you very much," Jay replied.

Jean smacked his lips. "I don't know why I waste my time talking to sociopaths like you."

"Where to?" Jean asked.

"Grand Asia."

Jean turned to leave after sending Jay to Grand Asia.

However, Jay stopped him. "Come up with me. I'll teach you about Grand Asia's corporate culture as we go."

Jean wailed. "No, please, Jay. Show mercy and let me go. You know I've always hated studying since I was a child."

"Grandfather wants me to help you." "Oh, you can't possibly take his words to heart! Why

give yourself more work to do when you can just pretend it never happened after listening to him talk? You do know every teacher who has ever taught me gave the same comment, which is that I'm impossible to teach, right?

"At least you're well aware."

Jean smiled deviously. "That's probably the only virtue I have, Jay. Bye."

"Get back here," Jay coldly said.

"Oh, come on, Jay..." Jean shuffled back. "Are you sure you want to teach me?"

Let s go.

Dejectedly, Jean followed Jay to the ninth floor.

They stopped right before the reception desk and Jean began to chat with the pretty secretary. "Hey, little missy. After all these years working in Grand Asia, how are you still so pretty?" The secretary was overwhelmed by his praise. "Master Jean sure knows how to use his words."

"I'm curious, though. With Grand Asia's heavy workload and how frosty the president is, how do you not have bowel issues?"

Jay halted and looked back.

"Have you nothing better to do?"

Dropping his shameless act, Jean quickly followed after Jay.

"Why so serious, Jay? You're going to end up scaring the pretty secretary."

Upon entering the presidential office, Jay began to pile folders on Jean. "These are records of Bell Films' successful cases. Read through them."

Flipping open the folders, Jean jolted immediately. "It's in French?"

"Is there a problem?" Jay was beginning to feel exasperated with Jean's constant startling.

"Jay, the French may know me, but I don't know French." 1

"Then what did you learn studying abroad in France?"

"French blondes are really romantic, Jay. It would have been a waste of such expensive school fees without experiencing a few exorbitant romantic relationships. Wouldn't you agree?' Taking in Jay's killer gaze, Jean pleaded for mercy. "I can only speak it, I can't read it."

At that, Jay tossed him a dictionary. "Then look it up and translate it."

Jean felt dizzy as he sensed an impending headache coming the more he stared at the densely packed characters.

Throwing the dictionary away, he decided to riot against Jay. "Just kill me, Jay. It'd hurt less. You can't possibly expect me to translate this. No way, I can't do

it."

The corners of Jay's lips tugged into a sinister smirk.

'Dealing with you? Easy-peasy.'

"If I don't see the English version by sundown, you can spend dinner with your step-siblings tomorrow."

Jean paled.

"Fine, you win."

Sitting obediently at the office table, he began to translate word by word.

An indescribable look shone in his eyes as Jay watched Jean flip between reports and his translations.

The reason behind Grandfather's aversion to illegitimate children in the Tourmaline Estate was so he could protect Jean and the others.

Should the day Jean and the rest grow strong enough to hold their own, perhaps that would be the day the Grand Old Master could relax and admit them as family.

After all, there was nothing more Grand Old Master Ares wished for than to have every one of the Ares family present together.