Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Willow was already blushing, but now her face turned even redder. Her pride couldn’t handle it. She bit her lip and said, “I-I didn’t say I like you.”

“It’s best if you don’t.” Jasper kept his gaze forward, his deep eyes revealing no emotions. However, Willow could tell that what he said was what he truly felt. In other words, she had misunderstood things.

Willow felt her chest rise and fall with anger. She never expected that the strongest feeling of defeat in her life would come from this man. It made her start to doubt herself. Was she really that unlikable? Thinking about it, she realized that she had caused him quite a bit of trouble, which could be why he didn’t like her. He only protected her because of the pressure exerted by her father. Otherwise, he had no reason to protect someone of no value.

Willow pouted and looked out of the window. At that moment, the man turned his head to look at her for a few seconds, without her notice. The glass reflected her expression, resembling that of a sulking child.

The man’s gaze narrowed slightly, then he looked at the navigation map, which showed that they were only 35 minutes away from their destination. “Let’s play a song to listen to! It’s so dull,” Willow said, feeling embarrassed and bored.

Jasper. As she thought about it, she realized that a strong sense of reluctance grew within her. But she had to suppress it and not show it, otherwise,

nor was it slow. Willow glanced at the

remember me in the future?” Willow took the opportunity to ask him. “I have a lot of work to handle every day, so might not remember anyone,” the man

you’re not busy or have free time, you can call me. We can chat or something. What do you think?” Willow’s big eyes were filled with anticipation.

chat. The man cut off the conversation directly. Willow glared at him, crossed her arms,

the destination. Finally, on a road, they saw the Presgrave Family’s convoy-there were at least six bodyguard cars. Jasper’s car was recognized,

and opened the door, welcoming Willow. “Miss Presgrave, please step out.” Willow sat in the car and looked

the nearby car. Willow saw her father’s majestic figure and rushed toward him. “Dad!” Jasper, seeing this, also pushed open the door and greeted Elliot. ‘Mr.

come with us?” Jasper shook his head. “No need; it’s just a minor injury.” After saying that, Jasper turned around and left. Willow called