Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 688

Despite it being an investigative question, Jay's tone was resolute.

"I used to wonder why you suddenly transferred the stocks in my name to Jack Ares, Grandfather, but I think I understand now."

Jay scoffed mockingly at himself. "I've been but a chess piece on your board ever since my birth. You wish to control me, allowing me to grow in power but only to the degree of which you permit. You'd never allow me more because you're afraid. What if I manage to overpower you? What if I overturn this kingdom of business you've created?

"But above all, you fear that with my newfound power, I'll manage to find out the dirt you've hidden away. What if I refuse to join you in this dirt you've created? You're afraid, for I may destroy your Tourmaline Estate. You're terrified that I'll end up destroying the Ares family. Correct?"

The grand old master stared stoically at Jay.

The rigidity of his expression hid away any hint of his emotions.

"You're a monster," Jay stated, "But what was it that drove you to be the merciless man you are today?"

The image of Old Master Severe's name written on the piece of paper flashed through his mind. He stared at

the grand old master's closed eyes, "Was it my mother?"

The hand gripping the stress balls tightened, but the grand old master's expression betrayed nothing.

"What are you so afraid of? Tell me," Jay asked.

The grand old master blinked his eyes open lazily." Are you implying that I'm afraid of your mother?"

The grand old master's tone was light and casual, but Jay knew. The mention of his mother had prompted the first reaction from the grand old master.

That meant the hint Grand Old Master Severe gave him was indeed the key to walking out of this haze.

"What is there to fear from a mere woman?"

"Then why attack my mother? Why lock her in the Underground Palace if you don't fear women? Why were you so afraid of her leaving Tourmaline Estate?" Jay's sinister gaze stared askance at the grand old master. He did not blink or turn away at all, in fear of missing even the slightest microexpression.

The grand old master quirked an eyebrow.

"I merely don't wish for her to tell the world of the Ares family's immoral relationship scandals."

The twinkle in Jay's eyes began to dwindle.

As if Jacob and James Ares' families lacked such scandals.

Immoral relationship scandals were the least of the two family's problems, yet the grand old master did not seem to find the need to come up with ruthless plans to cover them up.

The grand old master gazed at Jay, wondering if his reply had rid the other of his worries.

"You'd better pray I never know the secrets you've been hiding, Grandfather, for I won't take into consideration the nurture you've provided me. After all, you were the one who taught me not to compromise in the face of right and wrong."

Jay's alluring peach-blossom eyes shone, sharp and vexing.

"You've already lost your legs, Jay, and for what?" The grand old master looked at him, pity shining in his eyes.

"Justice may come late, Grandfather, but it'll always arrive."

Jay lifted a hand. Understanding the signal, Storm immediately approached and pushed Jay away.

The grand old master shook his head and sighed as he watched Jay's figure leave.

"You'll pay heavily for this, Jay."