My Four Miraculous Treasures

Helen had put the clean cushions on the sofa and mopped the floor.

She felt fortunate to have cleaned the house today. Otherwise, having this handsome and dignified guest see what a mess their house was would be so embarrassing. Intimidated by Jasper's aloof aura, Helen was subconsciously fearful.

Jasper sat down. Helen poured him some tea and carefully placed it in front of him. "Please have a drink, Sir. May I have your name so I can tell Willow that you dropped by when she returns?"

Instead of drinking the tea, Jasper's dark eyes looked straight at Helen. He asked, "Are you her mother?"

"Oh, no. I'm her aunt. Willow brought me to the city from our village recently so I can live with her," Helen answered honestly.

Jasper's eyes twinkled. "You're Yvette's mother."

"You know my Yvette?" Helen became excited as shock and sorrow filled her eyes.

"Yeah, we were sort of connected," Jasper said.

At the thought of her poor daughter, Helen felt suffocated and upset. Her eyes started to turn red. "So you remember her. It's been so long. She didn't even get the chance to tell me that she had a friend like you. It's a pity that my daughter passed on so quickly and suddenly..."

Helen wiped her tears.

even get to tell her

met this man

young, so he must have been a little

would still remember her

must have a really good memory since he was

seeing Helen cry. If he had taken Yvette away that night, she wouldn't

felt guilty

handed it to Helen. "The deceased is gone. Let her rest in

could she turn into a

down before asking, "Mr. Hughes, why are you here

of person is Willow?" Jasper

Willow is very capable and resilient. She's also

are you aware of the things that happen to

know that she had a criminal record, seduced men to climb up