Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 507

When Jay came to Ward 11, Rose was absent-mindedly reciting scriptures to her grandfather.

Hearing the familiar sound of footsteps, Rose's heart suddenly constricted before beating violently.

Jay sat down on the chair beside her and looked at her thoughtfully with his clear eyes.

Rose recited, "If you cling onto one thought, you'll be trapped within the one thought. When the thought is let go, one's heart would be free. Things change with one's heart, conditions are created by one's heart, and what troubles are also born from one's heart..."

Jay suddenly said, "What does it mean?"

Slightly flabbergasted, the pages of the book were crumpled with the force of her fingers gripping them.

"Mr. Ares, Old Master Severe's illness is a heart disease. There are thousands of knots in his heart. If he doesn't remove them, it'll become an endless loop."

A touch of loss flashed across Jay's eyes. "Hmm, what's the solution?"

Rose whispered, "If the doctors are helpless, then I certainly have no solutions!"

He stood up irritably, saying, "Given it's a heart disease and I'm asking for the treatment solution, how can there be no solution?"

Rose looked at him in amazement and was now even more convinced that he must have had recognized her a long time ago.

His probing around might be an obvious discussion of Grandpa's condition, but secretly, he was testing her mentality.

She was like a coward in a tortoise's shell. She had let him down.

Jay's cell phone rang all of a sudden. After glancing at Rose, he connected the call in front of her.

"Mr. Ares! Assistant Grayson has been injured!"

Jay's expression was slightly nervous as he said, "I'll head over right now!"

He then glanced at Rose meaningfully before leaving in a hurry.

Rose let out a long sigh of relief.

When Jay returned to the president's office, Grayson was sitting on the sofa, his eyes and mouth forming a three-point area of bruises. He looked quite comical like that. "How's your body?" Jay asked.

Grayson saw Mr. Ares and was then full of grievances. "My body is intact."

The president's bodyguards were all hot-blooded men. Seeing their own bullied and beaten to the point of having a blue-purple triangle on his face, they would rather die than face this dishonor. They were roaring loudly.

"Mr. Grayson, who beat you until this state? Tell us and we'll avenge you."

"They beat your face into a black triangle, so we'll beat him into a boneless, ground-crawling reptile."

As soon as they were done speaking, they saw Jay's sharp gaze thrown over at them like a knife. The bodyguards were immediately silent.

Mr. Ares obviously hated those who bullied his people the most, so why was he so silent today?

Grayson cried out the reason, "Mr. Ares, I betrayed the young masters and they harbored a grudge against me. I have no idea how they'll torment me in the future!"

Jay looked at him, resentful for having failed to meet his expectations. "How old are you to be bullied by such a small person? Isn't it shameful?"

The bodyguards were so shocked that their mouths opened in circles. Then, there was the sound of sneering.

"Mr. Grayson, the young master isn't even six years old. Even if you stood still, you shouldn't have gotten slapped by him in the face?"

"That's right. Even if he did hit your face, it shouldn't be so coincidental that his fists fell on your eyes and mouth, right?"

Grayson stared at them angrily. "What do you know? The young master will be six years old in a few days. His strength isn't comparable to other children of the same age. Not to mention..."

Grayson recalled the battle and instantly felt like it was a glorious defeat. "The young master not only used force but also his mind. You don't know how unsuspecting Jenson is. He first threw their school bags

to me. I didn't notice it for a while. After grabbing the school bags, Baby Robbie proposed learning martial arts from me. Tell me, I was carrying three school bags, so how was I to fight?"