Chapter 2291
Night of Destiny
âWhat?!â
A shocked Willow was ready to look, but Troy placed his hand on the side of her head and stopped her.
âDonât look. Let him take the photos.â âDo you really want to be in the headlines tomorrow?â Willow
asked.
âSince you canât find Jasper, why donât you present yourself to him? Make him feel a sense of urgency.
Even if he doesnât come looking for you, you have to let him know that youâve been doing well without
him.â
Willow found him sensible, so she nodded. âAlright, Iâll play along.â Troy picked up a flower from the
vase and presented it to her with one knee on the floor, looking as though he was proposing to her.
Willow was startled for a moment before taking the flower from him with a smile. The paparazzo never
stopped taking photos of them since this was big news. He managed to capture the photos of Willow
getting proposed to.
After Willow and Troy were done putting on an act, they left the place. Meanwhile, the paparazzo
contacted the biggest mediat company, wanting to sell those photos to the other party.
When the person from the media company heard that, he immediately bought the photos from him and
decided to make it the headline the next day.
The next morning, Willowâs phone started ringing while she was still asleep. When she realized it was
Troy calling, she picked it up groggily. âHello?â
âWeâre really in the headlines now.â âWell, how do I look in those photos?â Willow asked. âYou look
gorgeous.â âThatâs great,â Willow replied. âAnyway, I still. have to get some shut-eye.â
âWait a minute. Send Jasper a message and tell him to attend our engagement party tonight. Iâm
looking for a suitable venue now.â âWhat?! Are you serious?â âYes, Iâm serious. If he comes to the party,
it shows that he still cares about you. If he doesnât come, you can give up on him.â
âBut-â
âIâll make all the arrangements. Letâs see if he cares about you. Iâll book a banquet hall and send you
the address.â âAlright, Iâll text him.â Willow was fully awake at this point. Heâs right. If Jasper doesnât
care about me, Iâll stop wasting time on him. Ten minutes after the call ended, Troy sent her the
address.
Willow calmed herself down and thought that she should give it a shot. What if I donât have a special
place in his heart? She took screenshots of her getting proposed to and sent them to Jasper via the
contact number he had given her. Then, she wrote, âWeâre friends, after all. Itâll be my engagement
party tonight. Why donât you come over?â
When she was done with that, she hoped that Jasper would reply to her. It was fine even if he only sent
her one word. Nevertheless, after waiting for 30 minutes, she still didnât receive any reply. In the end,
she felt helpless and thought that Troyâs effort would go to waste. The man probably wouldnât come to
the party.
Jasper had been tailing his target for the entire night until 8.00AM the next day. Not long after he
checked into a hotel and lay down on the bed, he received a message. This phone was meant for
important messages only, so there wouldnât be advertisements or unnecessary information. As such,
he picked it up and took at look, only to see a message that was unrelated to work.
What?! Is she getting engaged already?
Jasper zoomed into the photos and the news article, looking at the images of Troy proposing to Willow.
Jasperâs gaze darkened as he pressed his lips together. However, calmness was soon restored to his
gaze.
His urgent sense of sleepiness seemed to have vanished all of a sudden. He could clearly remember
the hotelâs address and the contact number written in the message.
He snorted as if mocking himself, but there was a hint of frustration in his expression.
Soon, it was evening. Willow and Troy headed to the hotel together. The man had even found people to
act as guests, whereas Willow was told to change into a formal dress and put on some delicate
makeup. By 7.00PM, the venue was turned into an engagement party.
Willow sat down in the lounge and looked gratefully at Troy. âThanks for doing all this for me, but I think
your efforts will likely go to waste. He wonât be coming.â