Just then, Jasper’s phone rang. After checking the caller ID, he answered it. “Hello?” “Jasper, where are you?” It was Aimee on the
other end.
“What's the matter?” “I want to know where you are,” she requested again. “I don’t need to report my whereabouts outside of
work, Aimee,” Jasper said solemnly.
“You're with her, aren’t you?” Aimee questioned, making Jasper frown. Meanwhile, Aimee continued, “Jasper, if you really like her,
you should stay away from her and not move closer.”
“Aimee!” “Don’t let her becyour weakness,” Aimee warned and hung up the phone. As Jasper held his phone, Willow, behind
him, stared at him. ‘Are you leaving?” she asked worriedly at the sight of his sudden grimness.
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At that, Jasper turned around to look at Willow, and his countenance indeed expressed his inclination to leave. Panicked, she
rushed to him and grabbed his sleeve, commanding, “Your better not.”
Jasper’s brows relaxed a bit, and he looked at Willow, his voice hoarse. “Alright, | won't leave tonight.” Only then did Willow smile. It
was already 3.00AM, and dawn would arrive if they stayed up a little longer.
Willow was wide awake at this point, and the thunder and lightning were gone, replaced by pouring rain outside the window. There
was something magical about rainy nights. It would make people drop their guard and follow their hearts and instincts.
Willow went to grab a bottle of red wine and poured two glasses. She looked up at the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.
There was something superior and dominating about him, and his silhouette was truly captivating. Willow approached him.
Wearing flat shoes, she only reached his jawline.
For a moment, the figures by the floor-to-ceiling window, the man was strong and sturdy, resembling a towering mountain,
unyielding, while the girl was slender and delicate, in need of protection.
Willow leaned her head against the man’s shoulder, pretending to be unsteady. arms, and his gaze fell upon her.
Willow was like a mischievous child who had yet to grow up in front of Jasper, using all her tricks and strategies on him.
Never had it occurred to her either that a man would bring out this side of her in her lifetime. After all, she had always projected an
independent and competent image before meeting Jasper, traveling alone around the world to carry out cultural heritage
conservation work. However, after meeting Jasper, she turned into a helpless and fragile. damsel.
Meanwhile, Bucky was lashing out in the hotel. He hadn't expected to be targeted by the special ops, away a batch of his live
authorization codes. Now, his batch of goods was also being targeted.
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“F*ck Bucky was the type who sought revenge. He was determined to get back at those who toppled him; otherwise, he would be
ridiculed by his fellow evildoers.
“Find out who those two were. | want them dead!” Bucky ordered his subordinates. Bucky's subordinates weren't simpletons either.
They possessed more advanced technology and information systems. Soon, they captured footage on their screens. The first
person captured was a woman driving a car. Although. the image was not clear, her features were memorable at first glance.
However, the man in the back seat of the SUV was just a blurry figure. These people immediately started tracking the car's
movements and finally captured a photo of the man at the exit of an underground parking lot in a hotel.
The man in the photo had a memorable face, and his expression seemed contemplative, giving a sense of deep mystery. “We
found them, sir! It’s these two. We also found a record of their stay in this hotel. We have been under their surveillance for a
while.”
Bucky also recognized the two of them at a glance. He sneered, “It's them. | underestimated the abilities of these agents.”