Chapter 503


    Calling for members of his think tank into the office, Jay asked shamelessly, "How much do you


    know about sticking on phone screen protectors?"


    The members were stunned, shocked by the curveball of a question thrown at them. Yet under the


    president''s ferocious and predatory gaze, they could only ransack their brain for answers to his


    question.


    "Sticking screen protectors are essentially street stalls, Mr. President."


    "Street stalls means it’ll be somewhere a lot of people will be."


    "Normally under sky bridges."


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    Jay’s tone was final when he said, "Prepare the necessary tools. Tonight I''ll set up a stall under


    Rainbow Sky Bridge."


    Grayson and the rest''s jaws dropped at the news. "Mr. President... You... You want to set up a street


    stall?"


    Jay tipped his head in a slight nod.


    Not daring to prod deeper, Grayson and the rest quickly excused themselves.


    "Did the president undergo some sort of psychological shock recently, Mr. Grayson? Why would he


    have the sudden desire to stick screen protectors under sky bridges?"


    "Imagine how much of a frenzy it would cause if news got out? Grand Asia’s president sticking


    screen protectors under Rainbow Sky Bridge..."


    "Perhaps the president wants a taste of normality?" Grayson fathomed.


    Everyone was confused.


    A secretary approached Grayson with a smile worth a million dors as she reported


    enthusiastically," Someone’s looking for you, Mr. Gray."


    "Who?"


    "You’ll know when you get there."


    At the reception desk.


    Three adorable babies sat quietly with their school bags on their backs. Walking over, Grayson was


    shocked when he found the Ares family''s little masters anddy.


    "Why are you here?" Grayson asked.


    The kids stared at him with soft looks.


    "Are you looking for the president? Come with me, I’ll bring you there."


    Baby Robbie shook his head. "We’re here for you today, Uncle Grayson."


    Grayson felt the itch of a bad omen. "Uncle''s very busy. How about we talk again next time?"


    Robbie blocked his exit. "A private word, Uncle Grayson?"


    Grayson was shocked by Baby Robbie''s lightning-fast speed. He had heard rumors of this little


    boy''s agility, and he could confirm it to be true today!


    Grayson had no choice but to bring them to his private office. His stoic expression immediately


    morphed into that of a pug.


    "How can I help you, little devils?"


    Robbie replied, "We''d like to inquire a little something."


    Zetty added, "About my father''s dating scandal."


    Grayson wanted to leave. Who was he to simply leak the president''s dating scandal? His only


    option was to feed them with a fake story. "Your daddy''s a dating ck hole. He has no dating


    scandals.”


    Seeing he did not speak the truth, Jenson gave him an ultimatum. "Do you want to send us to


    school, Uncle Grayson?"


    That was the most difficult mission in the history of mankind.


    Grayson immediately faltered. "Fine. What do you want to know?"


    "Did Daddy buy roses recently?”


    "Yes." "For who?"


    "I can’t tell you that," Grayson replied with a helpless expression.


    Jenson walked toward the door. "Then, I shall look for daddy right now and beg that you send us to


    school."


    Grayson quickly blurted out, "A care worker at the medical center named Lenny Loyle.”


    Satisfied by the answer, Jenson revealed a crafty smile.


    Then, he patted Grayson''s head with a maturity unfit for such a young boy. "Good boy!”


    Grayson froze with a look of stupor on his face!


    This boy was too treacherous!