Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 344

When Sean watched Nancy leave, his smile gradually became cold.

After work, Sean invited Rose over for dinner to celebrate their little victory.

Rese reminded him yet again. "Mr. Bell, good things can lead to bad ones, so I suggest that you tread carefully during the night."

Sean's face was ashen. "You're afraid Master Ares will exact his vengeance on us?"

Rose thought of what he had done to her recently. If he did not lock her up like a prisoner, then he violated her like a beast. The thought of it made her hair stand. "I'm afraid." Rose nodded honestly.

Sean walked over to her, his arm wrapping around her shoulder. "If you're scared, I can drive you home."

Rose gave him the cold shoulder and swatted his arm away. "That'll be unnecessary."

Sean came close once more. "I have some free time today. Let me give you a ride!"

Rose suddenly thought of the time that she lied to Jay, saying that she liked Sean. Perhaps she should play the part, just to make it look real. "Alright, then." When both of them walked out of Central Building,

they walked across the broad sidewalk with their arms on each other's shoulders.

A short distance away was a black Porsche. Even its windows were completely tinted black.

In the back seat were two good-looking young men.

"Sean has walked out, follow him," said Storm.

The Porsche moved forward slowly, tailing Sean and Rose.

"If we're following this closely, won't we arouse this guy's suspicion?" said Tempest.

"Is this your first day on the job? Who in the hell would expect kidnappers to drive a damn Porsche?"

Storm turned his head and looked at Tempest before mocking with gusto. "Especially one with a delicate and tender face."

As he said that, Tempest raised his fist and blood gushed out of Storm's nose.

"F*ck, I told you not to hit the face," Storm roared in fury.

Just when both of them were about to scuffle, a phone rang.

"A call from the boss?"

"Pick up, quick."

When Tempest picked up the phone, Storm took the chance to smack him in the back of the head.

Tempest snarled back at him.

"How's the job going?" Grayson's voice came from the other end of the line.

Tempest gazed at a carefree Sean walking on the sidewalk and replied, "That punk's sticking to Rose. We can't do anything, Boss."

Grayson was on speakerphone. When Tempest's voice echoed out, Jay's expression suddenly turned darker than night itself.

Grayson looked over to the president with a worried look.

Tempest's voice continued to echo, "Boss, Sean and Rose are sticking together 24/7, but you want us to keep Rose from noticing. We can't do that!"

"Knock them out cold and bring them over."

Grayson looked at Jay in shock.

What had gotten to the president's head?

He had never been this inconsistent with his words before.

"You heard that. Knock them out cold and get them over here," Grayson roared into the phone and hung up right away.

He did not want that b*stard Tempest to rub more salt into the president's wound.

Tempest stared at the phone, dumbfounded.

"Holy f*ck, the boss man cares for his people this much, huh?"