My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 3

Willow held the tray tightly as she walked towards V8.

She was afraid of any mishap that could shatter the bottles in her hands.

"Ack!"

Suddenly, someone emerged from a crossroad and accidentally bumped into Willow, exclaiming in surprise.

Willow's heart raced, and she swiftly pulled the precariously balanced bottles closer to her chest.

'Oh, thank goodness I managed to keep the bottles safe!'

"What's wrong with you? You bump into people and don't even apologize!" The voice sounded sharp and irritated.

Willow turned to face the person, only to see a woman with a face full of hostility.

Even though it wasn't her fault, customer satisfaction was paramount. She had intended to apologize, but upon seeing the woman, a surge of animosity coursed through her veins.

"It's you!"

"It's you!" The woman seemed equally surprised.

Samantha stared at Willow, sizing her up, and then let out a snide chuckle. "Oh my, I can't believe you've fallen to the point of working in a nightclub. If you're really struggling to get by, you should come to me. I can arrange a decent job for you. After all, I'm a successful person with my own company. We're family, right? So helping each other out is only natural."

Years ago, Samantha had set her sights on Xavier, Willow's boyfriend at the time. She had been utterly captivated by his striking looks.

He was a thousand times more handsome than any guy she had dated before.

Driven by her desires, she plotted to take Xavier away from Willow. She had deliberately stayed behind to cook dinner for them that night. During the meal, she had taken every opportunity to get Xavier drunk.

He had ended up completely intoxicated.

had told Willow to grab some firewood from the old storage house and locked her

had slept

rejected her advances. No matter what tricks she had tried, Xavier

had no choice but to

her eyes and said disdainfully, "Get out

wasn't naive. She realized that Samantha had locked her in the

selfish actions had

woman was truly wicked and had

the better. She had somehow acquired a substantial amount of money and started her own company. She was now thriving in business and

hearing others praise Samantha, talking about how successful she had become in her career and how she was thriving. Upon hearing Willow's retort, Samantha immediately

to give Willow a piece

time. She could easily captivate men with her

a prime

revealing a man who exuded an air of aristocracy. Irritated, he snapped, "What's

Buscen City, the noble son of the Sinclair family who

for a while, Samantha had developed a keen eye for judging people she knew who to provoke and who to avoid. She nodded politely at Wyatt, apologized with a slight bow, and then pulled her friend away. She had come to the club

left, Willow's tension eased. She looked at the doorplate

"I'm sorry. I'll bring the items

the man

ordered cigarettes on the table. As she looked around, she saw four men

seemed submissive, feeding fruits to the men or lighting their cigarettes. Only one man,

eyes were bright, and he was incredibly handsome. His presence exuded an air of nobility that commanded

was focused on his phone,

in a nightclub, and her goal was to sell drinks and earn commissions. Selling a single bottle would earn her ten thousand dollars, which would cover two months' worth of milk formula for her children. At the moment, it seemed that approaching this particular man for a sale would be the best strategy, as he was the

strong presence, Willow was unsure how to start the conversation. She gazed at him, wanting to speak

to Mr. Jasper?" "Another brave soul trying to seduce Mr. Jasper? Babe, give up on that idea. Mr. Jasper's heart belongs to someone else.

turned out that the handsome man who seemed to be the subject of admiration had lost the one he loved. That's why he refrained from pursuing women, reserving all his feelings for

truly was a devoted

didn't want to be misunderstood. She was not someone who was easily swayed