Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 2353

Savannah looked at Jens suspiciously as an inexplicable sense of anxiety filled her eyes. She muttered, "I only remember that my master said that my true destiny is someone cold and who never smiles. Since Jens' brother has a cheerful and lively personality, he's clearly not the one I'm looking for."

Whitney smiled and said, “Little girl, you've never even met Jens before this, nor have you seen Baby Robbie. You merely heard from your master that your prince charming is a cold, harsh man. Have you ever thought that perhaps your master is wrong? After all, destiny is not something static. It may change over time."

Savannah said confidently, “My master has high morality and is virtuous. He’d never lie to me."

Jens stood aside looking helpless.

Whitney decided to pull Jens aside and whispered, "D o you believe her words, Jens?"

Jenson merely told her as it was, "Truthfully, it's somewhat bizarre. She was right several times."

Whitney would never believe in Savannah's little fortune-telling predestined affinity argument. In her opinion, she and Jens were childhood sweethearts, so they were the ones meant for each other.

Savannah was trying to tear them apart, but Whitney

would never let her succeed.

There was a flash in Whitney's intelligent eyes as she said to Jens, "Well I don't believe it. I have to go looking for Savannah's master and find out how sacred that old fortune-teller truly is. He's clearly out there scamming people."

Whitney went back to Savannah and folded her arms together before asking, "Little girl, since your master is oh-so amazing, I wonder if you can refer me to him? I have a difficult question plaguing me and I was hoping that your master can solve it for me."

Savannah's face appeared distressed. "My master has taken refuge in religious life. He won't see anyone under normal circumstances."

Whitney began taunting her instead. "Hmph. Since your master is such a religious person, he should save those of us who are confused. If he's so unwilling to meet visitors, perhaps he's just a quack who's deliberately mystifying himself.”

Savannah was furious as she yelled, "You’re not to speak ill of my master! If you want to see my master s o badly, I'll ask my master's advice beforehand and give you an answer soon enough!"