Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“It’s controlled by a key, but it’s with Calvin,” Sirius said helplessly. “Keep your mouth shut.” After Jasper spoke, he pulled out two wires from the bomb and connected them to a device, subsequently linking his computer to it.

He quickly assembled a controller on his computer. Although the bomb was controlled by a key, as long as it was an electronic control product, he could find a way to work around it.

This would’ve usually taken an hour, but he managed to do so within five minutes. Sweat was already appearing on Sirius’ forehead, and Jasper was struggling too, but he didn’t stop working. He was searching for the decryption code.

Finally, the code calculated the first digit of the four-digit passcode. By the third-minute mark, he retrieved the second digit. As they progressed, it took them more time to decrypt the passcode.

There were only two minutes left. “Can it be done? Don’t risk your life to save me,” Sirius asked him. Jasper looked at him and said, “I’m not doing it for you.”

“Y-You brat.” Sirius chuckled while trying to lighten the mood. The last digit appeared with five seconds left to spare. Jasper inputted the four numbers almost instantly, and with only one second left, he unlocked it as Sirius closed his eyes in fear.

eyes and took a deep breath after seeing that the bomb had been successfully disarmed. He looked at

know that your uncle has given you a lot of privileges. You’ve learned way more than me,”

have you solved the situation at

“I just did.”

that was holding the phone. trembled almost uncontrollably. “Where is she, Mr.

fell into a trap set by my maid and was taken into the city. She’s still in the car. Please come over immediately and

his composure. The address was sent, and Sirius

this moment, Jasper took out his laptop and immediately tracked Willow’s location. As expected, she was still wearing her necklace, so they had her exact location. Sirius calculated the quickest route, then said,

Jasper wished he could fly. He knew how ruthless Calvin could be. If Willow fell into his hands, he dared not

accelerator to the floor, and the car surged forward like a wild stallion gone. berserk, racing toward their destination. They

directions were closing in on Sasha’s car. Sasha was driving in a state of panic. There

car. She had been heavily drugged this time, and she wouldn’t