My Four Miraculous Treasures

Jasper's eyes were as dark as night, deep and mysterious as the abyss.

The white smoke around his face was like the cold frost, and Willow unconsciously shuddered at the sight.noveldrama

When he didn't take the card, Willow leaned forward to put it in his hand. "Don't worry, I didn't take a single cent extra aside from the twenty thousand for the wine." The collar of her dress was really deep, so when she bent forward... Jasper's throat subconsciously tightened.

Her hand felt soft and slightly cold when she touched his. The sensation felt familiar to him.

This fleeting touch left Jasper's thoughts and emotions in a mess.

His eyes darkened.

He silently cursed himself for getting riled up because of her.

To think a casual touch of hers could stir up the blood in his body.

This damned woman kept seducing him.

Willow was about to get up after giving him his card when he suddenly caught her wrist. His calloused palm gripped her firmly, and with a tug, she fell into his lap. His thighs were firm and warm.

The instant Willow sat on him, she could feel his body's reaction.

Willow's eyes widened as her body tingled. "Mr. Hughes, what are you doing..."

She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her hands instead while supporting her back with the other. She had nowhere to run.

"Do you need me to do something to you before you're willing to take the money? Huh?" he asked in a deep and alluring voice.

He had been generous to Yvette's relatives, giving them a lot of money.

Willow was Yvette's cousin. They even grew up together, so he insisted on giving her money since she needed it.

He even offered to let her take as much as she wanted.

Yet, Willow took nothing.

Did she prefer to sell herself for money instead of getting it for free?

Willow took his question as a huge insult and her breath hitched.

She began struggling furiously. "Let go of me, Mr. Hughes. I'm just a waitress. There are many women here if you're looking for one, so just choose from them." Without fear of making things worse, Wyatt started laughing. "Yeah, Mr. Jasper. Why must you make things difficult for that waitress when there are tons of beautiful women here?" Jasper swept them all with a murderous gaze. "Get out, all of you!"

"Sure!" Wyatt answered easily and stood up.

Frederick and Christopher were good at reading the room too, so they quickly got up and left. It was as if Jasper would kill them with his eyes if they stayed even a second longer. The other women hurried away too, but the sultry woman who tried to seduce Jasper earlier stood in her place. She was glaring furiously at Willow, refusing to give up.

She was much prettier than Willow, so why could Willow sit on Mr. Hughes' lap but she couldn't?!

Wyatt dragged her away amid her jealousy. He whispered to her teasingly, "Do you have a death wish? Just give up. You don't have a chance."

Wyatt was thoughtful enough to close the door behind them after they left.

Willow and Jasper were the only ones left inside the private room.

There were many people around earlier so Willow was sure that Jasper wouldn't do anything to her. She just had to think of a way to get off of him and run away. But now...

Willow was screaming internally.

She felt her scalp prickle as she panicked and her body began to numb with fear.

She struggled violently. "Mr. Hughes. This isn't what you think it is. I'm really just a waitress."

Jasper could barely control himself from her touch earlier. Now that she was thrashing about on his lap, he could feel his body temperature rising.