NovelEnglish"Jasper, we've just received a mission related to the Presgrave Family," Antoine said over the phone.
"Uncle, what happened to the Presgraves?" Jasper's tension heightened immediately.
"The Presgraves have enraged the mafia in Dansbury. They assembled a team of mercenaries to carry out an assassination against
all members of the Presgrave Family. I've assigned Sirius to assist you. You must protect the Presgrave Family by coordinating with
their security forces."
As a final note, Antoine emphasized, "This mission involves national interests. There can be no errors. Mr. Oswald will also keep a
close eye on it."
Jasper clenched his fist without knowing it. "Uncle, please sendall the information you have on the mafia."
"Okay. Take good care of yourself. "Remember to prioritize your own safety while ensuring the Presgrave Family's safety," Antoine
cautioned. In past missions, Jasper never allowed personal emotions to cloud his judgment, but the Presgrave Family was involved
in this mission.
This time, he would undoubtedly devote himself to it with more dedication than ever before. Antoine was concerned that Jasper
would lose sight of the bigger picture.
"l understand." Jasper nodded.
An undercurrent of tension ran through his veins beneath his composed exterior.
He would never ever allow any harm to befall any member of the Presgrave Family.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSoon, the information about the mafia was sent to Jasper. He looked at the photos and found those faces familiar. These mafia
criminals had been specifically targeting global magnates. Relentlessly, they seized resources for profit and exploited price
differentials during the process. As long as someone could afford the price, they would do whatever it took to eliminate the target
on behalf of their employer.
There was also information about the targets which were intercepted by the special forces when it was sent by the mafia.
There were several photos of Willow among them that the mafia obtained from various sources—Willow appearing at social events
or in school having the appearance of a wealthy young lady.
In the afternoon, Jasper's partner, Sirius, arrived. A man in his mid-thirties, Sirius possessed exceptional skills and experience in
such operations.
His identity was also highly secretive; he was a member of a special operations unit. The only information known about him was his
codename, Sirius, and his daily tasks were classified at the highest level of secrecy.
The two of them discussed the details of their mission face-to-face in the safehouse.
"Our mission this tis to launch an assassination and elimination plan against the mafia before they get close to the Presgrave
Family. They are currently infiltrating through various covert means. We can only wait to avoid tipping them off," Sirius explained.
Jasper nodded. His brow furrowed deeply, forming three lines on his forehead.
"I can tell you're quite nervous!" Sirius quipped.
Jasper didn't deny it. He stared at the twelve people in the photos, each of their faces engraved in his mind. This was a mission
that allowed no room for failure and he couldn't afford a single mistake.
Not even the slightest error would be tolerable.
"Be prepared. We'll visit the Presgraves tomorrow. Just relax and treat it like any other mission you've executed." Sirius comforted
him by reaching out and patting his shoulder. Before Sirius chere, Antoine had actually filled him in on Jasper's situation.
In the early evening, Willow received an invitation from Jasper—a celebratory dinner in her honor.
When she saw the address sent to her, she couldn't help but pause in surprise. Wait! Isn't this his haddress?
She was more than happy to accept the dinner invitation.
Willow set off in her car at about 5.00PM. She was escorted by six bodyguards all the way to Jasper's house. As they arrived, the
gates of a mysterious villa slowly opened and Willow got out of the car and walked through the gates.
She removed her outerwear to reveal an elegant dress. Then, she carried her purse and gracefully stepped into the villa through
the iron gate. Jasper was dressed in a casual outfit and waiting for her behind the gate.
"Is this your house?" Willow inquired curiously.
Jasper simply answered, "Yes, it is."
Willow looked around. It was an old-fashioned villa with a sense of timeless elegance.
She felt sorry for Jasper as she imagined him living here alone and reminiscing about his departed loved ones, so she reached out
and hugged him. As a result, he was taken aback for a moment.
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