Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 162

She sounded nonchalant as she said those words, but those words were spoken through gritted teeth. No one noticed the hideousness in her gaze.

She hated Rose Loyle. If not for Rose, she would still b e together with Jay.

She wanted Rose to become the target of everyone's hatred and envy. She wanted to see how Rose would embarrass herself when the bunch of love-crazy women went after her.

"Rose Loyle? Who's that?"

The women were intensely piqued by the sudden appearance of a competitor.

The conversation topic was shifted to Rose Loyle.

Nancy was more than happy to introduce the obscure woman to them. "She's the ex-wife of Sir Ares! She is the daughter of the Loyle family, but it's rumored that she was raised in a mountain village and only returned to the Loyle family when she was in high school. It's no surprise if you've never heard of her before."

Some of the women displayed disdainful expressions. "Oh, raised in a mountain village? That makes her an uncultured boor then! How would Sir Ares fall in love with a woman like that?"

She continued, "Not only Rose Loyle comes from a mountain village, but she is also a daughter born out o f wedlock. The Loyle family is about to go bankrupt. The country bumpkin's fall from grace is imminent, if she had any to begin with!"

"Naha!"

The women laughed smugly. They did not think that Rose would pose a threat to their advances.

Josephine looked at the group of women impassively. She did not want to hear them talking bad about Rose. "My brother is here," she said, her voice as elusive as a phantom.

The women immediately stopped talking, then ran toward the entrance.

Josephine watched the women go away, then shook her head and sighed. "Rose might be a country bumpkin, but she's a hundred times better than you materialistic women."

Meanwhile, Jay's Rolls Royce stopped in front of the main entrance of Grand Asia Club. A servant opened the door and greeted him with a bow.

Jay was dressed festively in a red jacket that day. His slightly curled hair, impeccable features, and fair skin had brought a different level of charm and gentility to his appearance.