Chapter 192


    "Pleasee inside, Mr. Ares." Old Master Loyle greeted their distinguished guest politely.


    Jay walked in a calm andposed manner into the Loyle residence’s living room as if entering the


    doorstep of his own house.


    Grayson brought him a chair and wiped the seat several times with a tissue. It was only then did Jay


    take a seat.


    "To what do we owe this honor of your presence, Mr. Ares?" Old Master Loyle asked carefully.


    "Old Master Loyle, do answer my question honestly if you don''t want Loyle Enterprise to go


    bankrupt. If I’m satisfied with your answer, then TH consider giving the Loyle family a way out," Jay


    said faintly.


    Overwhelmed by the favor, Old Master Loyle said, "I’ll tell you all I know without holding back and


    answer all of your questions, Mr. Ares."


    "I want every information about Rose from birth up until now. Tell me everything you know." Jay


    stressed the word ‘everything’ in particr.


    Old Master Loyle was taken by surprise. "Every information about Rose?"


    Sydney''s eyes twinkled with a trace of gloat. Mr. Ares was investigating Rose in secret. It seemed


    like Rose''s


    glorious days were sooning to an end.


    Seeing how Old Master Loyle was still stuck in a daze, Grayson further exined what Mr. Ares just


    said.


    "Rose is your daughter, Old Master Loyle. You should know her character and the things she likes


    very well, right? Why don''t you tell us everything no matter how significant or trivial they are?"


    Although Old Master Loyle was taken aback by Mr. Ares'' reason for visiting, he was extremely


    cooperative as he cudgeled his brain to convey every single information he knew about Rose to Jay.


    "To be honest with you, Mr. Ares, Rose is my eldest daughter, but her mother and I separated not


    long after we got married. When I came to the city to start a business, both mother and daughter


    stayed in the countryside. I was doing poorly at work thest few years, so I didn''t have any extra


    money to send them. Because of that, both mother and daughter lived in straitened circumstances."


    When Old Master Loyle said this, there was a pang of guilt in his eyes. He continued, "I never


    thought that poverty would ruin Rosepletely, and because of poverty, she grew up with low self-


    esteem and did not like socializing with others. She was inarticte, dimwitted, and somber. Not


    only that, she hated learning and always came inst in every subject since childhood.


    "I once persuaded her to make a determined effort to study hard, but my words went in one ear and


    out the other. She even spent the money I gave her for school supplies on terribly-fashioned


    clothes.


    "I was getting more and more disappointed in her, so I simply let her be. When she turned 15, she


    came to the city to find me. I thought this would be an excellent opportunity to repair our father-


    daughter rtionship. Who would’ve thought she had learned how to steal and even sold off her


    little sister''s jewelry? Sigh!"


    Old Master Loyle could not help but sigh at this point.


    "I''ve lost all hope in her."


    Jay frowned. Why was the Rose that Old Master Loyle described so different from the Rose he


    knew?


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    The Rose he knew could have rolled in money by taking advantage of their divorce, yet she did not


    take one cent from the Ares family.


    How could a person like her, who treated money like it was nothing, steal?


    "What is she skilled at?" Jay asked again.


    Old Master Loyle shook his head. "When Rose was in high school, I expected her to use her special


    skills to get admitted into universities through unified enrollment because of her poor grades.


    Unfortunately, she couldn''t draw, couldn''t pick up coding, and needless to say, she was absolutely


    inept when it came to singing and dancing. Sigh!"


    Madam Loyle was particrly furious when this topic


    came up.


    "In order to help her develop a few special skills that she could actually be good at, my old man


    spent a lot o f money to hire her a teacher. That girl, however, is just in dumb. She knows nothing


    at all."


    Jay pondered for a while. "Seven years ago, Rose appeared at the scene of Angeline''s car


    ident. I would like to know what exactly happened to Rose when she was at the scene."


    As soon as he mentioned this, a peculiar expression emerged on Madam Loyle’s face.


    “Now that you mentioned it, that was one really strange ident indeed..."