Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 687

Storm stopped the car outside Chateau de Selene.

Pulling out a foldable wheelchair from the boot, he opened the passenger seat door and helped Jay into the wheelchair.

Chateau de Selene was the largest building within Tourmaline Estate, designed to look like luxurious French buildings. Within it held thousands of guards and five to six hundred nannies and servants alike. The place was an embodiment of wealth.

Every movement made since the second Storm pushed Jay through Chateau de Selene's garden entrance was watched by the castle's surveillance system.

Xavier, the grand old master's personal butler, approached the duo and welcomed Jay courteously." The grand old master is waiting for you at the Atrium Garden, Young Master Jay."

Jay replied in a deep tone, "Lead the way."

The butler brought both Jay and Storm to the Atrium Garden where Grand Old Master Ares was currently lying on a rattan chair, basking in the warmth of the sun.

Well-trimmed hedges surrounded the entire garden, decorating the grass in shapes of animals that represented its owner's influence. Despite the

tranquility of the garden, it had been made to look alive and energetic as if one were situated amid the wilderness.

Pushing Jay toward the grand old master, Storm understanding^ excused himself to the sidelines.

Had this been before, Jay would have looked up to the grand old master in respect as the rest of his generation of grandchildren. He would have been grateful for this old man in front of him and grateful for this old man's effort to teach and nurture him.

Yet right now, knowing the grand old master had taken advantage of his biological mother and knowing that the grand old master was the true culprit behind his biological parent's detrimental affliction, every bit of respect Jay once held for him had turned into disdain.

Sitting in the wheelchair, he held his head high and straightened his back. His rebellious streak was oozing in waves.

"I've been waiting for you for a very long time, Jay, but you never came. For that, I'm disappointed in you. However, I believe that you too are disappointed in me." Grand Old Master Ares twirled the two stress balls in his hand as his voice slowly permeated the surroundings.

He spoke in a way that resembled an elderly old man whose days were numbered and was enjoying the last years of his life in peace.

Jay did not know how to respond.

It made one sigh how this grandparent and child duo who were once so undoubtedly close turn into nemeses wary of one another.

The grand old master closed his eyes. Whether it was because he dared not look at the other or if he did not find the other worth his time was unknown.

"You come to visit me, yet you're not speaking. Perhaps you don't know where to start? Go back, if that's the case. Come again when you know," the grand old master spoke.

Jay finally opened his mouth. "I've merely come to take a look at you. How are you doing lately?"

The grand old master sighed. "You've resorted to lying now that you're wary of me."

Anger sparked in Jay's eyes at the other's eliciting. "What about you, Grandfather? Have you ever been frank with me? All each and every one of you do is hide the dirt hidden away within Tourmaline Estate from me. Had I lacked the ability to seek the truth, were you planning to hide it from me for the rest of my life, Grandfather?"

The grand old master opened his eyes, a shine of shock flashing in his dry eyes. "I believed that you would remain calm instead of showing impulsivity to the point of coming to me for a confession. Just because you lost the woman you love after a trip to Swallow City doesn't mean you can come over to your grandfather's to throw a tantrum. This is hardly the behavior of an intelligent being, Jay."

Jay felt his body freeze. "You've been watching my every move?"

The grand old master made no move to deny.

Jay felt petrified the more he delved into the heights of the grand old master's apathy and ruthlessness.

"Why didn't you do anything when Angeline was attacked at Tourmaline Estate, Grandfather?" Veins popped on Jay's forehead. His tone was light, yet it shook with the threat of violence.

"The one who wished to harm her was your biological father, yet you're asking me why I didn't do anything to save Angeline? Why don't you ask your father why he harmed her instead?" the grand old master refuted calmly.

"I believe that you're well-aware of the night of my ambush, correct? Yet once again, you did nothing at all to help, Grandfather. Not even when it was me." Jay broke into a dismal smile.