Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Jared’s phone rang, and he saw an unfamiliar number. He answered hesitantly, “Hello?”

“Mr. Presgrave, I’m Antoine Wyatt, Jasper’s uncle and superior. There are important matters to discuss. I need your cooperation.” Jared responded cautiously, “Go ahead, Mr. Wyatt. I’m listening.”

“Jasper and your sister have developed feelings for each other, but now he’s been seriously injured on a mission. The extent of his injuries isn’t clear, but I don’t want him to have further contact with your sister.”

Jared felt guilty, knowing Jasper had paid a heavy price this time. He said, “I understand.”

“I hope you also understand my concerns. Jasper’s line of work isn’t suitable for your sister. For their well-being, please tell her that he has sacrificed himself in this mission and ask her to sever her emotional ties with him.”

Willow, perhaps even more than her own life. “Please cooperate. It’s for your

unconscious sister, and he struggled to imagine her reaction upon waking up. He wondered if Willow would faint again after hearing this news. Nonetheless, he couldn’t disregard Antoine’s words. Jared knew that Jasper’s profession wasn’t conducive to starting a family. Even if his sister married him eventually, their life would be fraught with constant fear

Jasper, allowing her to meet a remarkable

this matter

word.” After that, Jared couldn’t resist asking, “If Jasper wakes up, could you provide me with an update

responded firmly, “I don’t think that’ll be necessary anymore, Mr. Presgrave. Thank you for your concern. Whether he lives or

was Jasper’s worst-performing mission in so many tasks. Antoine knew it was related to Willow because she had disrupted his actions and thoughts, preventing him from successfully completing the mission. From now on, he only needed an

out by a doctor, and two military medics rushed to assist, taking the medicine bottle

remaining tasks and rejoin his team. He believed this mission was a success. Also, he expected the Presgrave Family wouldn’t remain passive, and the person responsible for their troubles would meet their end. After returning to the safe house, he organized his belongings and

at her pale face. He dreaded explaining everything to her because he knew it