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Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 2211
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Her heart could no longer hold anyone else, except for that man who had disappeared without a trace. “I still

have a meeting. You guys chat while you eat!” Jared decided to leave. He was quite satisfied with this young

man, who had also been thoroughly investigated.

After Jared left, he reported to his parents. By now, Elliot had thoroughly researched Leslie's family history, and it

seemed that he cfrom a respectable background.

After Willow and Leslie finished their meal, they headed to a nearby cafe for their date.

Leslie sat on the sofa, and Willow took the initiative to sit next to him. This made him so happy that he couldn't

stop smiling. As Willow moved closer, he felt nervous, his palms even slightly sweaty. Then Willow said to him,

“Let’s take sselfies! You can put your arm around my shoulder.”

Leslie immediately placed his arm around her shoulder, and the two of them leaned in for a photo. They looked

like a sweet couple who was a perfect match. After taking the photos, Willow said to Leslie, “Let's make it a

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regular thing to meet up in the future!”

“Sounds great!” Leslie was also very happy. Leslie wanted to drive her home, but Willow declined. She had

driven herself here, and this time, she hadn't brought any bodyguards with her. She quickly headed toward

Jasper’s villa.

On the way, she printed out a few of the photos.. In the pictures, she and Leslie looked incredibly compatible.

Back at the villa, she arranged the three photos on the table and continued to write a note.

“Jasper, do you think my blind date is handsome? He really likes me, but I really like you. If you don’t show up

soon, | might just marry him and forget about you.”

After finishing the note, she added, “You don’t have to appear in front of me, and you don’t need to send me

flowers. All you have to do is sendthe number 520 at any twithin the next three days. | just need to

know that you're still alive.”

Willow finished writing but was still reluctant to leave. After all, it was still early, and she was feeling a bit tired.

She lay down on the sofa for a nap.

At the base, Jasper, who had just finished lunch and returned to his ward, couldn't help but glance at the

computer next to him. He let out a faint sigh. His usual self-discipline seemed to: disappear when it cto

Willow. Whenever he thought of her, his mind beca mess.

Jasper picked up the laptop and continued to access the surveillance network to check on Willow's activities. She

hadn't updated her social media in a long time. However, what he saw in front of him now was Willow's latest

post.

It was a photo of her with a young man, both of them smiling sweetly. Willow was practically leaning into his

arms, and the man had his arm around her shoulders.

Jasper’s breath hitched. This girl really didn’t waste any time. Willow had added a caption. “When you meet

someone you like, just hold on.”

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Jasper tensed up. He let out a breath and stared at the photo, unable to tear his gaze away from it. He then had

another thought and exited Willow's social media, checking his own villa’s surveillance.

But what he saw made his heart soften to the extreme. Willow was asleep on the sofa in his house, and he

wasn't sure how long she had been curled up there. Jasper couldn’t help but reach toward the computer screen,

as if wanting to touch her.

Willow's curled-up form looked like she was cold. It was already early winter, but she hadn't covered herself with

anything.

This girl still hadn't learned to take care of herself. Jasper felt a pang of tenderness in his heart. He then noticed

the photos on the table and her written note.

He immediately zoomed in to get a better look. After reading, his heart ached so much that it throbbed. The man

in the photo was just someone she had met to spite him. She still liked him.