Chapter 378

For lunch, Willow had her fill of more rice porridge. Then, she lazed about on a couch in the living room, lost in a daze.

She'd ruined ten billion dollars' worth of antiques in Jasper's private collection! Her heart was wound up with anxiety. Her skin prickled with cold dread.

She was wracked with confusion, panic, and helplessness.

Jasper Hughes was not known for his charitable soul. Just for a few scratches that her kids had left on his sofa, he'd demanded a fortune from her.

Then there was that time when her children punctured one of his car's tyres with the needle of a ball pump, and he'd billed her for fifty thousand dollars!

This time, she'd cost him ten billion dollars! There wasn't even any room for doubt as to her guilt, here!

Jasper Hughes was a heartless penny-pincher. He was guaranteed to seek recompense from her for this.

What could she possibly have to sell, which might pay off a debt this

enormous...?

The more she thought about this, the more she was consumed by worry, distress, panic, and helplessness.

was no way

something on TV that might help alleviate your boredom?" Leon noticed that the prisoner had been spacing out in the living room for some time now, looking despondent,

still lingered some traces of hallucinogenic toxins in her system? It wouldn't do for her to go on another destructive rampage of

television would occupy her. He switched it

on the sofa, completely

from the television show that was airing currently. The voice was sweet and lovely, easy on the ears and healing for

was also a very

shock, Willow's head snapped up, her gaze finding the television

the massive screen was a close-up shot

like a delicate ivory carving, from which shone large, radiant eyes full

pretty,

the emcee had posed to her: "It's

chicken

a sudden, Willow

wasn't just any girl...

in the Food Appreciation

back out to display a panorama of the

a banner which proclaimed that these were

the qualifying round, earning

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