My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 212 Willow stood before the Rolls-Royce. The black paint gleamed luxuriously even under the dim lighting. Willow circled the car before finding the punctured tire.

The tire was flat so this side of the car wasn't as high as the other.

She squatted down to examine the tire. She found a silver needle on the tire surface that was close to the ground.

It was this needle that punctured the tire.

Willow held the end of the needle and tried to pull it out.

However, the needle was so stuck that she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she tugged.

Perhaps squatting down was limiting her energy, so she straightened her legs while bending forward and tried again.

One, two, three!

Wheeze!

The needle came out.

tire, Willow

mentally prepared herself for the pain she would feel

firm, broad, and

the man's chest with great impact. An ordinary person would've staggered back as

and stable enough. His tall

still, but his strong arms had also circled Willow's waist to embrace her. Having felt the masculine energy of an aloof and intimidating man,

handsome chiseled face, well-defined features, and

a coincidence, Mr. Hughes." Jasper approached her as his

hardly breathe under his

figure shadowed her, Willow backed away in fright with every step he took. She remembered the needle in her hand and quickly hid it behind

car, leaving her no room to escape. Jasper placed both hands on either side of her, trapping

he looked down and his heated

familiar aura that took her again and again that fateful night

heart pounded as if she was electrified. As his lips closed in, Willow turned