Chapter 380

Why would Hailey talk about her mother, on television?!

The little girl mentioned that her mother had gone missing four days ago... could she possibly mean Willow?!

Hailey's voice issued from the television set, adorably earnest: "My mother's name is easy to remember. It sounds sweet and lovely."

Willow felt as though her soul was ready to depart from this world, so imminent was the peril...

Hailey was about to reveal that she was Willow's own daughter.

And here, right in front of her, was Jasper in all his chilling menace, slender fingers clutching her jaw in a vice grip, handsome face glaring balefully at her, cold as ice.

She was being pressed down onto the executioner's block. Her nerves were being stretched to breaking point.

"My mother's name is..."

Pow! Just before Hailey could speak Willow's name aloud, she was cut off when the television screen switched off abruptly-along with all the lights in the living

room.

sigh of relief. Her hair and back were

no longer as much sunlight available,

Jasper was nevertheless able to observe every detail on Willow's face. When he said that he wouldn't be giving her any children, fine beads of sweat had actually broken

closer... close enough that he could

coldly. "So you'd like to have my children,

able to relax for a moment, but now she was all tensed up once more. In the limpid pools of her

I can't get pregnant, don't you worry!

she liked kids, and she'd said that she did. Then, he'd declared that she wouldn't be getting any from

had taken her until now to get what he'd meant by that. It was only when she'd detected

by him. He didn't like kids, and there was no merit in him

throbbed with pain, in spite of herself. The agony was

her four

What about her...?

agreeable terms from her. With a

room-along with the television. However, instead of that show from earlier, they were now looking at the television's

and explained nervously, "Master, a fuse was tripped, and so the power went out for a moment. The

him away. Leon

glee. What were the odds that a fuse would trip at just that exact moment? If not for that miracle,

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