Chapter 295


    As soon as Jay arrived at the door to Grand Asia, Grayson was already there waiting respectfully


    with a folder in his hand. His forehead was sweating.


    Jay''s malicious gaze swept across Grayson, making thetter shudder.


    Jay said with a bad temper, "What did you do wrong again?"


    Grayson said with fear and trepidation, "Mr. Ares, this time... It''s not me who did something wrong,


    it''s... You.” 2


    Jay was slightly startled. His gaze fell on the pink folder in Grayson’s arms as his eagle eyes


    shrunk. " What''s this?"


    "Mr. Ares, this is Baby Zetty''s gic test report," Grayson said.


    N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    As Jay strode into his office, he ordered Grayson," Didn''t I ask you to draft up her genealogy


    record? Did i te out so soon?"


    Graysonughed uglier than he cried. "Mr. Ares, I took a shortcut."


    If the president knew that he had stolen from the Ares family genealogy tree, his expression would


    be more colorful than a rainbow.


    "Read it to me," Jay said.


    Grayson looked around. It was the period of peak working hours. The employees shuttled around


    them non-stop. Grayson had to make a suggestion. "Mr. Ares, it''s not convenient here."


    Jay red at him. He always thought that a man should be open and frank when doing things. They


    should conceal his unmanliness.


    Reaching the elevator that was specially reserved for Mr. Ares, Grayson pressed on the floor. After


    entering the elevator, Grayson touched his chest and exhaled heavily.


    "Read it!" Jay stood tall and straight like a child who had bright prospects. Looking forward, his


    posture was elegant and his aura was of invincibility like a king''s.


    Grayson timidly solicited Jay''s opinion. "Mr. Ares, do you want to listen to the genealogy order from


    old to young or from young to old?


    Jay nced at him speechlessly and said impatiently, "Whichever.”


    Grayson then opened the folder, drew out a piece of A4 paper, and began to read it with clear


    artiction.


    "The first generation that could be tested. Male, D''Artagnan Ares. Wife, Susan Taylor."


    Jay could not help but ridicule. "So corny."


    Grayson was dumbfounded. "Mr. Ares, this is the name of your ancestor.


    "Aren''t you afraid that they''lle to you at night for ridiculing your deceased ancestor?”


    "Continue.”


    "Second generation, Enrique Ares. Wife, Pam Hughes.”


    "Third generation, Terrance Ares. Wife Elizabeth Left."


    "Fourth generation..."


    Jay interrupted him, "Single heir for several generations?"


    Grayson shook his head. "No, Mr. Ares, the family expanded near the fourth generation and the


    family became huge.”


    "Oh, then start from the fourth generation."


    Grayson looked at the names of the fourth generation o f the Ares’ family''s patriarch-Dn Ares.


    His heart trembled.


    "Mr. Ares, I dare not read it."


    "Read.” Mr. Ares’ presence was frightful.


    Grayson said hesitantly, "It’s, Dy... Dy... Dn... Ares."


    Jay red at Grayson and Grayson quickly begged for mercy, "Mr. Ares, you asked me to read it.”


    Jay said angrily, "Where did you get this Ares family tree from? What I want is Baby Zetty’s


    genealogy."


    Raising his hand, he pped Grayson harshly on his


    back. "How do you do things?"


    Grayson felt very wronged. "Mr. Ares, but I''m reading Baby Zetty''s genealogy..."


    Jay''s anger slowly stifled as his eyes fell onto the folder. He snatched the genealogy over and


    perused it carefully.


    Sure enough, the column for Baby Zetty''s father showed his name and Rose''s name was shown in


    the '' mother'' column, seamlessly connecting with the rest o f the Ares family tree.