Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

This was the first time since "Jenson" first started school that his parents had to be called in.

Thus, when Jay received the kindergarten teacher's call, Jay was taken aback. "What happened with Jenson?"

"It's not right to speak of it on the phone. It's better if you come to the school, please." Toward a parent with no significant background, the teacher was never more courteous than necessary. Jay immediately rushed to the kindergarten.

In the teachers' office, he saw "Jenson" standing facing a white wall, forced to reflect on his action.

When the teacher saw Jay, she felt her breath being taken away by the molded beauty of his appearance. His tall and fit figure, as well as the air of distant arrogance hanging over him, rendered her speechless for quite some time.

Jenson's daddy was a complete stunner!

He was much better-looking than all the huge superstars.

Good heavens, if she had known Jenson's daddy was so handsome earlier, she would not have been so cold on the phone earlier.

Jay took little notice that he had already become this

young female teacher's object of interest. He walked toward "Jenson", tenderly turning his son to face him.

"What have you done?" he asked.

Baby Robbie shook like a rattle drum.

Jay's eyebrows knitted. Jenson never lied. If he did not feel he had done anything wrong, then it must have been the teacher's mistake.

Jay aimed his cold gaze at the female teacher and snapped, "What happened?"

That natural perfection of his alpha vibes suffused the air instantly.

The female teacher was so nervous that her heart was pounding. The words she had originally organized became all jumbled up in that instant. "Jenson... He fought with his classmates... The other students have all been bruised and swollen up..."

Jay's gaze swept over the students standing parallel to Jenson. He saw the injuries on their faces, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Jenson, are you hurt?"

Rather than pursue his son's wrongdoing, Jay was more concerned about his son's wellbeing.

Baby Robbie jerked his head, his innocent gaze falling on his daddy.

Seeing "Jenson's" pale, unblemished face, Jay gave a curt nod, relieved.

Only then did he lift his eyes to look icily at the female teacher.

"Six kids fighting Jenson. Strictly speaking, this sounds like a case of schoolyard bullying. Montessori Kindergarten is supposed to be the best kindergarten in this city, but it seems it can't live up to its reputation H

The female teacher was shocked by Jay's aggressive manner and, in her current state of panic, she began flinging out all the excuses she had.

"Jenson's father, this matter cannot be classified as a typical schoolyard bullying. Your Jenson is a psychologically-abnormal autistic child and is easily angered, not to mention he's not good at expressing himself, so it's inevitable that he'd cause squabbles with other students..."

The female teacher could not say any further because she saw Jay's handsome face rapidly become like a cage of ice.

It was not just Jay who was angry. Baby Robbie was even angrier. Jenson clearly did not have autism and was a child who had perfect control over his emotions. How could he just be vilified through this teacher's lips like some devil child?

Baby Robbie decided to retaliate for Jenson.

As the female teacher secretly found respite behind the knowledge that Jenson was an autistic child who would not tell his dad what happened, Baby Robbie's attitude flipped suddenly and he piped up, "Daddy, they're the ones bullying me. They called me a tattletale and wanted me to crawl between that fatty's legs. If I didn't crawl, they would've beaten me-"

The female teacher hastily interrupted "Jenson"." Jenson, you can't tell lies. You aren't hurt. They're the ones who are injured." 1

Watching this sharp-eyed female teacher, Baby Robbie felt he had to show Daddy this female teacher's true colors.

"Daddy..." Baby Robbie squeezed out a few tears, trying to appear as pitiful as he could as he stared at Jay." She said I'm a problem student. She said I'm a bother."

Jay's pupils contracted, and his expression blackened. A dangerous aura emitted from him, like the darkness before a storm.

The female teacher was so startled she broke out in cold sweat. Today's Jenson was more unusual than she ever expected. She had never seen him speak so much in one breath.

The female teacher recovered from her moment of panic. She recognized Jenson as a commoner student. Jay was just some unknown small fry who had to sell an arm and a leg to send his child to an upper- class kindergarten. His child being bullied was ultimately caused by his inferior background.

Furthermore, to be able to teach at this school, she had quite the solid background herself.

She chose to disregard him. Putting on a distressed face, she continued to criticize Jenson. "Jenson, how can you accuse me of such a thing? You disappoint m e!"

Then she added contemptuously to Jenson, "Sir, I must say that Jenson's circumstances are really unsuitable for attending kindergarten. It's better if you just bring him home to rest."

He did not have a significant background yet still wanted to attend an upper-class kindergarten. He could not blame others for getting bullied!

After the teacher had finished speaking, a layer of thousand-year-old ice shrouded Jay's handsome face. A mutinous coldness emitted from him.