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.

to bathe, Samantha had told Willow to grab some firewood from the old storage house and locked her inside, leaving her

then, Samantha had slept

thoroughly rejected her advances. No matter what tricks she had

had no choice but

eyes and said disdainfully, "Get out of my

She realized that Samantha had locked her in

had destroyed her

wicked and had no

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

However, she couldn't avoid 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

rolled up her sleeves, ready to give Willow a piece of

could easily captivate men with her beautiful face and seductive charm,

a prime

door of a nearby private room swung open, revealing a man who exuded an air of aristocracy. Irritated, he snapped, "What's

City, the

apologized with a slight bow,

the doorplate and confirmed this was the V8 private

I'll

up," the man

cigarettes on the table. As she looked around, she saw four men sitting on the couch, three of them flanked by two beautiful women

men or lighting their cigarettes. Only one man, sitting on the outermost edge, appeared

was incredibly handsome. His presence exuded an

men were teasing the women or singing karaoke, this man was

two months' worth of milk formula for her children. At the moment, it seemed that approaching this particular man for a sale would

Willow was unsure how to start the conversation. She gazed at

still here? Do you want to sit next 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. Besides his muse, no one can catch his eye," Christopher Landon, CEO of Landon Conglomerate, sneered. "Mr. Jasper can have any women he wants, but unfortunately, his heart has been captivated

one he loved. That's why he refrained from pursuing women, reserving all his feelings for the one who had passed

truly was

through the banter of the three men, learned the reason behind Mr. Jasper's apparent disinterest in romantic pursuits. However, she didn't want to be misunderstood. She was not someone who was easily swayed by appearances. After all, she was a mother

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