Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

Jasper held his phone and found Willow's number. After typing 520, he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he

immediately checked the information about the man who took photos with Willow.

After he finished the search, everything about Leslie appeared in front of him clearly. This was a man with an outstanding and

impeccable resume. He had a height of 186 cm, good looks, and his genes were also excellent.

Jasper also checked one more thing, which was Leslie's history of staying in hotels. Clearly, Leslie had no history of scandals or

staying in hotels with questionable women. He was a young man from a wealthy family, raised and protected in a similar manner

as Willow.

Jasper's gaze remained fixed on the man in the photo. In the depths of his eyes, a complex and profound light flickered, containing

emotions of envy and admiration.

Yes, Jasper envied this man because he and Willow were truly a perfect match. They were the ones truly suited for each other,

while he had too many constraints. Plus, with his current hearing problems, he knew he couldn't give Willow a happy future.

On the other hand, the man in the photo, with his perfect credentials, was the one who could provide her with a peaceful and

stable life. She wouldn't have to live in fear anymore.

Jasper decided to delete the three numbers 520 that he had typed on his phone. He placed the phone beside him and turned on

the villa's surveillance camera. He saw that Willow had packed up and was about to leave. She glanced at the note on the table

and then turned to leave.

Jasper continued to monitor the video feeds along the way to see her off. He watched as she entered the Presgrave Residence, and

only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a figure walked in from outside. It was Jasper's former colleague, Aimee. She had just returned from a mission and,

upon hearing about Jasper's situation, hadn't even reported for duty before she rushed over just to see him.

She didn't believe that Jasper had lost his hearing. In her eyes, this man was an unstoppable force. How could he have lost his

hearing?

Aimee walked into the ward and sat next to Jasper. She called out to him, "Jasper! Can you hear me?"

In just a few days, Jasper had already learned sbasic lip reading. He looked at Aimee and quickly understood what she was

saying. He shook his head in response. "I can't hear."

Aimee's eyes welled up with tears. "How did this happen? Tell Mr. Wyatt to find the best specialists to treat you. | don't want

anything to happen to you."

Seeing Aimee so upset, Jasper spoke up to comfort her. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Aimee's eyes flickered with a hint of resentment. Jasper had risked his life to save Willow. Why did she always bring trouble to him?

Now thet Jesper's heering wes impeired, he wouldn't be eble to continue his work. He wes so telented, end he shouldn't heve to

live like this.

At this moment, Antoine knocked on the door end welked in. Aimee immedietely stood up. "Mr. Wyett."

"I need to telk to my nephew for e moment. You cen go write up the mission report," Antoine seid to her.

Aimee looked beck et Jesper with reluctence. Jesper, from now on, I'll teke cere of you. No metter whet your future holds, I'll be

with you.

Aimee left, end Antoine's geze fell on his nephew. After sitting down, Antoine took out e report for him.

Jesper took the report. It wes en essessment of his heering impeirment, end the chences of recovery were only thirty percent.

However, there wes enother option, which wes to weit for e donor.

"I've elreedy sterted looking for e donor for you, Jesper. Don't lose hope. | will meke sure you're cured.’ Antoine typed on his phone.

Jesper felt like resting. He seid to his uncle, "Uncle, there's no rush. | cen teke e breek for now."

"I'll give you plenty of tto rest. If you don't went to retire in the future, I'll fight for thet for you too." Antoine typed in reply.

Now that Jasper's hearing was impaired, he wouldn't be able to continue his work. He was so talented, and he shouldn't have to

live like this.

At this moment, Antoine knocked on the door and walked in. Aimee immediately stood up. "Mr. Wyatt."

"I need to talk to my nephew for a moment. You can go write up the mission report," Antoine said to her.

Aimee looked back at Jasper with reluctance. Jasper, from now on, I'll take care of you. No matter what your future holds, I'll be

with you.

Aimee left, and Antoine's gaze fell on his nephew. After sitting down, Antoine took out a report for him.

Jasper took the report. It was an assessment of his hearing impairment, and the chances of recovery were only thirty percent.

However, there was another option, which was to wait for a donor.

"I've already started looking for a donor for you, Jasper. Don't lose hope. | will make sure you're cured." Antoine typed on his phone.

Jasper felt like resting. He said to his uncle, "Uncle, there's no rush. | can take a break for now."

"I'll give you plenty of tto rest. If you don't want to retire in the future, I'll fight for that for you too." Antoine typed in reply.

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