"So if I bully you, you can accept it if I just say sorry?" Jay asked with a low voice. Jay was pleased that the silly woman was so gullible. "… You're the one who came into my room last night, Sir Ares," she was incredibly frustrated. "Are you saying that I came to your room to be bullied?" A hint of a smile appeared on Jay's melancholic face. "I didn't mean that, Sir Ares," She did not know how to explain herself. He got up and sat on the bed. He furrowed his brows unhappily when he saw that he was still wearing his white shirt. Rose could feel a horrible aura emanating from the man. He was manifesting his morning tantrum. "What's wrong, Sir Ares?" Rose asked uneasily. "You ought to replace everything on this bed before tonight," he spoke haltingly. Rose's eyes fell on the white bedding. The bedding was soft, comfortable, and made of pure cotton. It was also a plain color that he liked. Why was he dissatisfied with it? "Why should I have to change it?" She felt it
"Are you serious?" Rose stared at Jay. 'Does this guy think that Grand Asia can do anything they want in the Imperial Capital?' Jay nodded seriously. Rose was helpless. "Sir Ares, this is Sean's house. I am only a tenant, and you are only my son's daddy and a mere visitor. What right do you have to dictate any changes to this house?" Jay glared at Rose resentfully. Since when had she become so detached? Rose realized to whom she was talking when she saw his gaze turn dangerous. She sheathed her fangs and squeezed a flattering smile on her face. Jay flipped over the blanket and got out of the bed. His handsome face maintained that unpleasant expression. Rose was helpless against his ever-changing mood. All she could do was to humble herself to suit his whims. "Alright, I don't have any objections if you want to renovate the house, but I hope that you can obtain Sean's permission first." As Jay stood in front of the washing basin, hearing Rose's compromising tone of voi
Grayson narrowed his eyes. "We seem to be on the losing end no matter how I look at it, Sir." He knew that the property prices of Cloudy Dreams were only in the low millions. Meanwhile, the investment in Sean Bell's movie production was worth billions. Jay cast a stern gaze on Grayson. "Are you questioning my decision?" Grayson wiped away the beads of cold sweat on his forehead. "I'll do it right now." Grayson could not understand it as he walked away. "I never knew that he's so willing to lose out on an investment," he mumbled to himself. Grayson gave a call to Sean and told him about Mr. Ares's offer. He thought that Sean would immediately agree, but Sean immediately protested when he heard the offer. "What does he mean? Does he have an objection to me renting Cloudy Dreams to Rose Loyle?" Grayson finally understood the reason behind Mr. Ares's 'stupid' decision. 'Looks like Mr. Ares has been blinded by beauty!' Grayson lamented. Even though Grayson might not agre
After ending Jay's call, Sean pressed his hand against his forehead. Nancy casually stepped into the office on her high heels. Sean lifted his head lazily and looked at his sister from another mother. "I've heard that share prices have reached the limit down?" Nancy crossed her arms in front of her as she arrived in front of Sean's office table. Sean straightened his back and nodded at her. The corners of Nancy's lips curled upward mockingly. "That's a bold first move for our new company president, my elder brother." Sean glared at Nancy coldly. "I've heard that you have been pestering Mr. Ares incessantly over the past few years?" Nancy's overbearing expression took a sinister turn. "That's none of your business," she huffed. Sean smiled when he saw that she was angry. "Don't you know? Mr. Ares bought Cloudy Dreams from me earlier. Do you know the reason behind that?" Nancy was surprised. "Why did Mr. Ares buy Cloudy Dreams? Isn't it just a normal four-room house? Isn'
"What do you plan to do?" Rose asked apprehensively. She wanted to know if he had any motives for going out of his way to buy the house from Sean. Sean was at a loss for a reply. So what if he was her landlord? All he wanted was for her to live a little more comfortably. "I wasn't planning on anything," he said. Rose was confused. That man always had a clear goal for his investments and would never take any unnecessary risks, so what was his actual purpose in purchasing the house? Jay furrowed his brows as he looked at the tired woman. "Where have you been?" He asked coldly. Rose was exasperated. "I wouldn't have gone out if Your Highness didn't ask me to get a new bed and frame for him." Jay was surprised. "You went to the physical store? "Why didn't you just buy it online?" He said, rather displeased. Rose slumped on the couch. She wagged her slippered feet. Her silliness was impressive. "I'm afraid that if I don't test it myself, you'll blame me for not choos
The clock on the wall continued ticking. It was almost time to pick up the kids from the kindergarten. Jay glanced at Rose who was slumped on the couch. He quietly stood up and walked toward the door. "I'll pick up the kids." Rose looked at him with extreme gratitude. "Thank you so much!" She did not feel like moving for the rest of the day. She received a call from Sean not long after Jay left. "Are you free now, Rose? I'd like to talk to you." Rose walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. She pulled the blinds away and saw Sean's Ferrari outside, parked next to the road. "Alright, I'll come now," Rose ended the call and went briefly lost in thought. She had her reasons for getting close to Sean. Her conscience made her uneasy. The furniture installer was done with assembling the bed. He politely said goodbye to Rose. "The bed is ready, Miss. If you have any other problems with it, you can call the customer service number." "I'll send you out."
Robbie and Jens saved up a portion of their spaghetti and transferred it to Zetty's plate. Jay happened to notice that and reprimanded them. "Don't spoil her." Robbie and Jens could only take their spaghetti back to their plates. "Hmph!" Zetty grunted unhappily. She ran into her bedroom and slammed the door. The sudden loud noise made Jay's heart skip a beat. He turned to look at the tightly shut door. "Does her bad temper remind you of anyone?" He said gloomily. Robbie and Jens were licking their plates clean. They looked up from their plates and blinked innocently. "Her dad," they said in unison. Jay was surprised. He thought for a bit and nodded. "That's right. Your Mommy doesn't have a short temper. Zetty must have inherited her temper from her scumbag dad." Robbie and Jens laughed at the same time. "What are you two boys laughing about?" Jay asked suspiciously when he looked at the two boys losing their minds. "Daddy, sometimes when you wake up in the morning,
Rose ended the call. The exhaustion on her face was evident. Sean handed her a glass of red wine with a smile. "Have a drink. You might forget your worries for a while." Rose took the glass, but when she was reminded that Jay had forbidden her from drinking after she was drunk the last time, she placed the glass on the table. "I'm not good with alcohol. I've stopped drinking," Rose said frankly. Sean looked at Rose's clear, sparkling eyes. He was reminded of how she had declined his unreasonable request when they first met. Her unyielding principles had given him a lasting impression. "Why are you looking for a job?" Sean asked her. Rose was surprised. She did not expect that Sean would remember that she had asked him to help her find a job a few days ago. Rose thought for a while and answered, "Some people work to survive, and some people work for pleasure. As for myself, I work to prove my worth to the people I care for." Sean tipped the wine glass in his hand. The bl