Chapter 2257
Night of Destiny
âMr. Mooney, Iâm willing to follow him,â Willow piped up. âMiss Presgrave, you canât.â
âMr. Mooney, turn back and save Jayden and the others! Iâll be fine.â With that, she exited the car and
settled inside a nearby truck.
âMissâ¦â Dario urgently called out. Jasper turned to him and promised. âTrust me. Iâll ensure her safe
return.â
âOkay, Iâll create a diversion for you. Take her and make your way out of here.â Dario resolved to
remain behind, maneuvering the car forward. to collide with the unmanned vehicles.
At that point, the road was already filled with traffic and disorder. Disregarding his safety, he swiftly
cleared a path by forcefully ramming into two cars while numerous pedestrians rushed forward to the
cleared route. Jasper seamlessly blended in with Willow and departed from the scene.
As Darioâs car made its way a short distance, it unexpectedly flipped over. Despite the impact, he
managed to stay conscious. He saw a group of men in black squatting on the ground. When they
opened the rear door, one cursed, âSh*t! Sheâs not here.â
It became evident that these individuals were specifically targeting her and had no intention of harming
Dario as they swiftly left the scene.
In the meantime, Jasper had already brought her to a secluded spot in a narrow alley. After a nerve-
wracking journey, she finally posed the questions she had been holding back to him. âWhy are you
here?â
âI figure these individuals might be tracking you.â He then turned to Willow and added, âGet out of the
car.â
âThey stopped my car just to find you?â She was stunned.
âThese individuals are highly skilled criminals. They wonât let anyone whoâs had contact with me slip
away,â he explained while deftly using a small knife to pry open a car door. Leaning over, he forcefully
pulled two wires under the steering wheel and started the engine.
She observed Jasperâs practiced movements and deduced he was no stranger to such actions.
Witnessing him successfully start the car, she promptly sat in the passengerâs seat and inquired, âSo, if
these people are criminals, does that mean youâre a good person?â
He calmly drove the car ahead and responded indifferently, âWhat exactly is a good person?â
âItâs⦠Umâ¦â Willow was momentarily at a loss for words. His seemingly simple question had rendered
her speechless. Thatâs right! What defines a good person? Itâs someone who doesnât steal, rob, kill, or
commit arson. Those who refrain from engaging in illegal activities should be a good person, right? But
heâs stealing the car with such expertise. He shouldnât be considered a good person since he
committed theft, should he?
âWhere are we going next?â she asked.
âJust follow me,â Jasper replied mysteriously. Anxiety gripped Willow, and a delayed sense of fear
washed over her. Oh no! Could he be one of the bad guys? Have I unknowingly walked into a den of
wolves?
âWait, Jasper. I need to use the restroom. Let me get off the car.â She decided to escape as she could
not afford to jeopardize her safety by staying with him any longer.
âYou donât have to doubt me. At least I can assure you that I wonât harm you.â He unexpectedly saw
through her thoughtsâ¦
She felt embarrassed but questioned, âHow can you prove that you wonât harm me? What if youâre one
of the accomplices pretending to be on opposite sides just to deceive me into getting in the car?â
Jasper shifted his gaze toward Willow. âYouâre not entirely dumb.â âWho said Iâm dumb? Iâm clever!
Now, I need to know who you are and what your true identity is.â
âI canât answer them.â He refused to tell her. âIf youâre unwilling to share, let me get out of the car. I
donât need your protection.â She was skeptical about following him.
âWillow, if you want to survive, you better stay by my side. Otherwise, the consequence will be worse
than just an abduction.â
âDo you know how my family-â Willow brought up her family to bolster her confidence. Jasper
interrupted her. âRegardless of your familyâs capabilities, itâll be too late by the time they arrive. Unless
they could resurrect you, thereâs no escaping death.â