My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 13

The more chaotic it was, the more mistakes occurred. The more Willow wanted to avoid offending Jasper, the more things seemed to happen.

Cold sweat broke out on Willow's back as she quickly bent over to pick up the shards of the broken teacup.

"Ouch..."

Willow cut her hand on the sharp porcelain fragments. She gasped in pain; she was about to put her finger in her mouth, when a fierce chill swept up her spine. Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her wrist. A strong pull lifted her from her crouching position, forcing her to stand.

Willow looked up, and met Jasper's eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. The man exuded an imposing presence, his gaze intense.

Just by locking eyes with him, Willow subconsciously tensed and got ready for battle.

Jasper lowered his head, and looked at her finger. A drop of blood oozed from her fingertip; it dripped down her slender white finger, like a blood-red snake.

Jasper's heart stirred slightly. He grabbed a tissue from the meeting table, and skillfully wrapped her wound.

His voice was cold as he rebuked her. "Why are you so clumsy? If you can't do the janitorial work properly, don't do it at all!"

Willow was flustered. She quickly pulled her hand back, bowing apologetically. "I'm sorry! I'll be more careful next time. Janitorial work is easy, and I'll do it well."

She hurriedly crouched again to pick up the fragments on the ground.

During the meeting just now, Jasper's intimidating and stern image had left a deep impression on her. Each executive had been careful and restrained, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Willow was also affected, and she could feel the weight of Jasper's authority.

She definitely didn't want to be fired.

Tyson Ward, the assistant, approached with concern. He asked anxiously, "Mr. Hughes, are you okay?"

to the janitor in a blink of an eye, and Tyson hadn't had time

expected that Jasper, usually fierce and indifferent, would suddenly care about the well-being of a janitor's

a hint of undisguised

fine," Jasper said, his voice calm yet authoritative. He turned around and strode out of

lick her injured hand, which could lead to bacterial infection.

acted on impulse to

gave him when he first saw her was reminiscent of the woman

sensation, he had

office, Jasper instructed Tyson, "Replace the teacups in the

yet to finalize the plan. I'm worried we're running out of time. Should we consider postponing the event?" Jasper had rejected many proposals in the conference room earlier, and his brows remained furrowed. It seemed none of

wasn't pressing, would

hand,

bowed, then

had finished tidying up the conference room, came out and ran into Tyson. She

had a slim and well-proportioned body, slender yet full of charm. Her face was fair and innocent, reminiscent of a high school

his own accord because

he didn't dare to speculate about his

trash, Willow passed by the place she had mistakenly entered as a storage room yesterday. Her sharp eyes caught sight of a sign on the door, labeling it as a men's restroom. It wasn't there

up the sign specifically because she had wandered in there

quite an

should have put up the sign in the first place. How would anyone know what it was for otherwise? What if someone else wandered in by mistake,

her mood soar. She could feel that she still mattered in this world, and was needed and

was done for the day, Willow hummed a

stopped at the entrance by Dale. He was still

said harshly, "Lara, don't act so high and mighty! It's your lucky day that I've taken an interest in you.

wrist, and pulled her by

break free. She planted her other hand against

a civilian

attempting to cover her mouth and

about to reach her mouth when a sudden force pulled it away, flinging his hand to