Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Jasper could completely retire from this line of work and do what he truly wanted. Jasper shook his head. “I don’t want to leave for now.”

He had an attachment to this place-it was where he had grown up and where he had accepted his missions. Only here could he find peace of mind.

Antoine nodded and wrote, ‘Then rest well. Don’t concern yourself with Miss Presgrave unless it’s necessary!

As Antoine handed the phone over to him, his gaze turned slightly serious. He could see all of Jasper’s traces on the internet, so whatever he did or looked up, his subordinates would report it to him. Jasper lowered his head. “I understand.”

Back at her home, Willow didn’t feel like doing anything. She stared at her phone, waiting for a message. She didn’t know if she would receive it, but she wouldn’t give up.

Just then, a message notification sounded. Willow’s eyes widened in happiness as she quickly picked up her phone to check. However, the message was from Leslie.

you up to? Leslie took the initiative to start a conversation. The initial joy in Willow’s eyes was instantly replaced by a sense of disappointment. She replied to Leslie and continued to wait for another message. ‘Tomorrow, I have a club event. It’s a lot

Willow thought for a moment, feeling a mix of frustration

you up tomorrow.’ Leslie sent a

the time-it was already eleven at night. She didn’t know if she would

went downstairs to get some water. At this moment, she saw her elder

the stairs, eavesdropping on their conversation. After all, she had done this

work was rather boring to her. She couldn’t understand a word of what they were saying about company operations and

wondered how her mother managed an international jewelry store so successfully, while her father and elder brother

about it. Just when she was getting bored and thinking of going. upstairs with the bottle of water,

you talked to Mr.

I’ve talked to him. He said Jasper has basically recovered, but the Wyatt Family doesn’t want any

However, she quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any noise, because she wanted

joy. Hel was still alive; she just