"Sir Ares, are you in a better mood now?"
Jay's eyes lit up with a smile.
He was enjoying being serviced by her. It was as if she was his young wife. This was the kind of scenario that he would only dare to fantasize about in his dreams.
He nodded.
Rose immediately took a seat before him, "Sir Ares, I have a small request."
She held out two fingertips, showing the size of her one fingernail. "This small."
Jay replied firmly, "A small request is still a request."
Rose evaluated the situation. "Yes, yes, yes. Then, Sir Ares, can you fulfill my request?"
"Speak."
"Can you donate some money to my friend?" She clung to his hand and started swaying it coquettishly.
"No problem." Jay's answer was curt. "How much do you need?" he asked.
Rose's smile was warmer than the blazing sun. "Sir Ares, I don't need a cheque or cash... I just need your seal."
Once she finished saying that, she added shamelessly,
"See? Isn't this request smaller than my fingernail?"
Jay was speechless.
Using his seal was not dissimilar to selling his body. How could she say something like that?
Rose rushed upstairs. After a moment, she returned with a document and immediately flipped to the page where the document was stamped and placed it in front of Jay.
The expression on Jay's handsome face immediately fell.
"Are you trying to sell me?" he asked darkly.
"Why would you say that? I'd sell myself before I even dare to sell you."
Jay tried to take the documents to look at the terms of the contract, but Rose pressed down on the papers tightly as if she was somewhat nervous.
Jay ordered, "Get me a cup of water."
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