"I can’t accept it." Rose protested sulkily.
Grand Old Master Ares looked at Rose in a new light. Not only did she not want the two billion, but she also had the audacity to protest.
He leaned forward and spoke in a gentle yet slightly threatening tone, "Then you won't get a single cent, and at the same time, you'll lose custody of your child."
Rose stared at him, her eyes full of hatred. She challenged him in a provocative tone, "Grand Old Master Ares, you can use all sorts of ways to try and rob me of Baby Robbie's custody rights, but you’ll never convince me to hand him over to the Ares family."
His gaze turned colder. “I don't need you to be convinced."
"If I'm not willing to hand him over, what's the difference between you and a thief?" Rose replied, her voice full of spite.
Grand Old Master Ares angrily slammed his fist onto the coffee table, causing the teacups to fall and shatter.
Jay heard a loud thud coming from inside the house. H e quickly ran inside.
He saw Grand Old Master Ares red-eyed and glaring at Rose. Rose was glaring right back.
"Jay, I order you to get back Baby Robbie’s custody rights through the court." He was furious.
Rose fearlessly looked at him and uttered, "Thief."
Jay slapped his forehead. Grand Old Master Ares and Rose were arguing?
"Rose, you should get out for a while." Jay could only hope to separate the two and let their anger subside o n their own.
Rose left.
Grand Old Master Ares sat back on the couch exhausted. He said through gritted teeth, "What a fiery girl."
Jay poured some hot tea for Grand Old Master Ares. H e passed it over to him and asked, "Grandfather, why are you so hard-pressed on her?"
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