Chapter 386
It was at that moment Rose understood why cultured rogues were harder to deal with than
uncultured ones!
After lunch, Jay suggested that they go golfing. Rose dly agreed, for she did not know if he
would revert t o his monstrous ways if she declined.
Tourmaline''s golf course was quite a few timesrger than ordinary ones. Greenery filled therge
landscape.
John Ares was currently participating in some rather indecent sports activity with a youngdy on
the court at that moment.
"Don''t look." Jay lifted a hand to shield Rose''s eyes.
"Why not?" She promptly pulled his hand down.
"It''s free action in high definition. It’ll be a waste not t o watch."
The two heard Rose''s wonderfulmentary just as they began to get heated on the grasnd. As
if they had just been doused with ice water, the duo immediately pulled on their clothes.
John Ares looked like he was just forced to eat poop.
"Can''t you tell that I''m busy, Jay Ares? Leave us alone!"
John looked despondent.
Jay’s expression was indifferent. "She wants to learn from you two."
The man''s chiseled features twitched as John said," Since when were you so open about this? How
do you want us to do it when you’re standing here? How about you teach me instead?"
Jay’s gaze fell on Rose, fondness seeping through his frosty gaze.
"Fourth Uncle wants us to teach him!"
Hearing such a straightforward request, Rose could not help but flush red. She immediately turned
into a tomato.
Jay loved the embarrassed look on her.
"Our skills'' are too unpolished. It''s rather unsightly," Rose immediately replied in a humble tone.
Jay''s expression twitched.
Were his skills that bad?
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Staring amusedly at Rose, he asked, "Are you sure? How about we put on a show for Fourth Uncle
now?"
She immediately cowered and answered obediently." No, no, no. Your skills are great, Sir Ares."
John Ares stared at the cute andpliant Rose before turning to nce at the lustfuldy next to
him. For a reason unbeknownst to him, he felt as if there was something wrong with his taste at that
moment.
Not that he would admit to having bad taste.
"You''re here just in time. Come y with us?” John stared contemptuously at Rose after having
made his mind to make a fool out of this crude country girl.
It was only by making a fool out of her that he would triumph over Jay Ares.
"Sure." Jay agreed readily.
It had been a long while since Rose yed golf. As a result, she lost horribly right at the start before
she could get back to her prior standards.
John doubled over withughter by the side. "Oh, nephew. Where did you even find such a
prehistoric wife? What breathtaking golf skills.”
Jay walked over to Rose. Teaching her with his hands on hers, Rose regained the gist from her
training in her past life. The golf ball soared straight into its designated hole.
At this sight, John was rendered speechless. Indignant, he shouted, "You taught her that. It doesn''t
count."
Rose wondered to herself. ''Jay Ares may be annoying, but John Ares is hardly any better.''
Thus, she lifted the golf club and swung. The ball then hit John square in the face.
"Ow! Who the f*ck told you that golf balls could fly, Rose Loyle?" John yelled as he cupped his
cheek.
Rose felt euphoric despite losing the game.
Killing two birds with one stone, she had gotten her revenge on both men.
"You lost!" John pulled the youngdy into his arms." You''ve got to admit it, Jay. I''m better at picking
up girls."
Jay replied inly, "You''ve always dominated in this regard among the Areses."
John frowned. "Is that apliment?” Somehow, it did not seem like one.
Rose began to feel unwell after a few rounds. Her head felt dizzy and herplexion started to
pale. Further, her palms began to sweat as well—
Suddenly, with a thud, Rose fell without warning to the ground.
Jay immediately paled.
"Rose!" His voice was slightly mangled.
John stared open-mouthed as his nephew dashed over like the wind. "So you do have fears, Jay
Ares."
Realizing Jay''s Achilles'' heel, John’s gaze grew sinister with every step Jay took toward Rose.