Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Upon sending that, she took a selfie. She had worn a beautiful dress with princess-like makeup tonight, and she selected the best photo before sending it to Jasper.

Those texts were successfully sent. At the same time, a man was sitting on a couch inside a dimly lit villa, going through the pictures and texts. His eyes were filled with conflicting emotions.

Jasper had just taken a bath and was only wrapped in a towel when he received Willow’s text. Initially, he had no intention of replying to her, but she sent the pictures of the bar and her outfit for tonight half an hour later. Those pictures seemed to have triggered something inside the man, making him unable to keep his cool.

However, he soon realized the Presgraves would not let her enter the bar alone, so she would not be in danger or get taken advantage of. At that moment, he received another picture. A handsome-looking man had his hand on Willow’s shoulder, and the two were smiling at the camera. Jasper’s pupils contracted, wondering if Willow was playing with him. Right after that, he received a message from her. ‘Forget it. You don’t have to come anymore. I’ve already found a friend.”

Those words seemed to have triggered something inside the man, and he quickly got. up to head upstairs. Five minutes later, the man came down wearing a black shirt and pants, then grabbed his phone before leaving.

both sides, and the man she had taken a picture with was standing by the bar with a glass in his hand. His gaze was glued on her, but he was depressed, the young. woman only asked him to cooperate and take a picture before leaving him

strong walls.. None of the men around her dared to come forward, instead choosing to clear out a

messages to try and anger the man, yet he did not reply to any of her messages. Maybe he deleted my contact number out of anger! How

not get her man? Was it because she was not aggressive enough? Just as her mind was a mess, Ricky, the bodyguard, noticed a familiar figure near the bar’s corridor and turned around to face Willow, who was sipping her drink occasionally. Then, he reported, “Miss Presgrave, the person you’re waiting for

to face the corridor, where she saw Jasper approaching her in his all-black attire. At once,

of his hands, Ricky led the bodyguards on the side away. Now that Jasper had arrived, they need not worry

nervous heart began thumping. She did not expect the man

waiting on the side was instantly in high spirits after Willow’s bodyguards

would look cool. Willow smiled at him and was about to raise her glass when a figure forcefully squeezed between them. The

have any manners? Can’t you. see that I’m