My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 371

The darkness in Jasper's eyes threatened to freeze her solid. Through clenched teeth, he growled, "You've developed anorexia, now? Truly, you have all the talents of a woman."

His tone was sarcastic. His aura was cold, sharp, menacing...

Willow held her ground, her face scrunched up in defiance against him. "Release me. You can't keep me here forever."

She needed to get home. She missed her children. Her children missed her.

"And why can't I, exactly? You don't want to eat? Fine! No more food for you, then." Steering her by the neck, he marched her out of the bedroom, through the halls, and into the backyard.

There was a large shed in the yard. Seeing them approach, the housekeeper immediately opened the door for them. Jasper hurled Willow inside and snarled, "You'll stay in here from now on, and you won't get a bite to eat without my say- so!"

Then he turned and stalked away, back towards his mansion, while barking orders to Leon Freeman: "Seal the backyard! If anyone allows her inside to have some food on the sly, they'll be severely punished!"

"Yes, sir..." Leon answered uncertainly-but he locked the door, as instructed.

around, she realized that she was surrounded by vases and urns, while yellowing paintings

some of them spiderwebbed with scars of age. The

treasures! She was in a private museum! She turned around in a full circle: All the walls were adorned with those paintings. Upon a table in the middle of the room sat an assortment of smaller vases, as

How much was all

examined the paintings curiously, peered closely at the

was tiny, barely an inch in diameter. There was something very familiar about it... where had she seen it

for a closer look-and then suddenly, it came

was shopping at

kids, Lilith had chanced upon a pendant like this on the floor of a toy store. She wouldn't let go of it, so Willow ultimately had

pendant looked exactly like that

was genuine, so this jade disk here was probably the original inspiration for Lilith's toy pendant, which was

like all sorts of things, these days. Perfectly

open display, Willow began rifling through the drawers next, and

was Jasper's hobby: collecting old