Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1423

Angeline’s intelligent gaze swept across several women's faces, and she noticed that their eyes were full of unconcealed sneers. She refused to be looked down upon by them, so she pretended to be disdainful and said, "These jewelry are fancy-looking, but the material isn't very good. I can’t wear such cheap things once I return to Imperial Capital."

Whatever Angeline disliked, and it did not matter how good the thing was, Jay would not bat another eyelid toward it. He looked away from the silver platter as his mellow voice rang out sweetly, "Uncle, do you have any other better jewelry?"

Spencer was slightly stunned. Jay was a magnificent man, but he was obsessed with these materialistic things. It made him seem like he was not up to his own standard.

Spencer's thoughts were untimely uttered out loud by his favorite little mistress instead. "I heard rumors that Master Ares is the richest man in Imperial Capital. If that's the case, why can’t Master Ares afford this cheap jewelry on his own?"

Angeline was enraged.

She found it irritating that this woman was using her words against Jaybie.

Jay glanced at the unkind woman. He asked calmly," Uncle, will you introduce us?"

"She’s Second Aunt," said Spencer.

Jay now understood that this woman was able to be s o arrogant because of her status.

Eldest Aunt was Cole's mother, and since she became a n anchoress, she was automatically withdrawn from the race of obtaining favors from Spencer. Hence, it skyrocketed Second Aunt’s status instead. In recent years, she had been in charge of the Yorks' stronghold’s affairs and was akin to the household’s big madam.

However, it did not matter how high her status was to Jay. She could not change the fact that she was a mistress. As a devoted man himself, Jay hated mistresses the most.

When he retorted, he was no longer kind and there were traces of coldness in his voice. "There’s nothing that I can't afford in this world, nor is there anything I'm not able to buy-except for the things that my Angeline likes."

The expressions of the beautiful mistresses were slightly crumpled.

They had on beautiful clothes and dazzling jewelry. Hence, when they laid their eyes on Angeline, who was dressed in plain clothes and had nothing dazzling on her, they looked down on her very much. They thought she was dressed too shabbily and felt that the wife of Imperial Capital’s richest man was nothing but a mere title.