My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 64

Jasper frowned, deeply upset; but it didn't really bother him, so he kept on going.

Tyson staggered along behind him, terrified that one wrong step might cause him to slip and fall into the wet mud all around them. His clothes would be ruined! He didn't want to even imagine it...

Jasper used to be a soldier, and so had trained his sense of balance; Tyson was just an ordinary guy, and struggled to keep his footing here.

Soon, he had fallen way behind.

Jasper was alone by the time he reached the graveyard. Tyson was still struggling to make his way through the mud.

Having finished paying their respects, Lara and Helen had taken the four children to a dried-up pond to pick some reeds.

Those reeds had grown tall... tall enough to hide them all from sight.

Willow and Samantha were alone in the graveyard.

tidying

was sitting on a cushion

was Willow. His dark

deep and enchanting. It was an unexpected sound to hear, in a place

gathering the weeds into a bundle to dispose of them. When she turned to look, what she

found that the owner of those trousers was a remarkably handsome man, finely dressed and mighty of stature. Every detail of his fair face was exquisite. His deeply carved eyes were highlighted

absolutely smitten by the

then, she shot to her feet, eyes wide with shock. "Jasper! Er...

In an office on the top floor of the Hughes Corporation headquarters, doing...

out

grave," he answered,

big show of good manners. "But why would you come here in person, to a wretched backwater place like this?" Bringing over the cushion she'd just been napping on, she laid it

roll her eyes. She had one face to show rich people, but wore another one

unimpressed. Avoiding it entirely, he instead walked over to a patch

earthen mounds arranged neatly in rows, each one marked