Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 2327

Chapter 2327

Jasper looked at him. “Wasting food is bad.” Willow chuckled. ‘So, you’ll eat any leftovers?”

Jasper answered, “Only yours.” Willow felt a little accomplished seeing that he wasn’t averse to eating

her leftovers. She picked up a vegetable skewer and bit down on it. I love this feeling.

While everyone was taking a break, Yosemite feigned exhaustion. ‘Man, my back hurts. I’m exhausted.

I have to lie down.” “Get some rest, Yosemite,” a lady said.

Yosemite pretended to be drunk and wobbled as he got up. Another team member held him, but he

waved them down and shuffled toward his tent. The moment he got into his tent, the dazed look in his

eyes disappeared. The spy whipped out his laptop and plugged in a portable Wi-Fi device, then he

logged into his account and saw a few messages for him.

He sent the correspondent some photos of the copper item shards. They were online too, and they

texted, ‘Looks like something between the tenth and thirteenth century. Guess you found the right

place.”

‘Our guess is that the fleet probably had a short stay here, but we’re not sure if this is where the

shipwreck is, Yosemite said. He wasn’t even keeping any secrets. ‘Is that so? But with this discovery,

you’ll be replaceing more clues soon. I’ll be sending my men over. Keep us updated at all times.

‘I-I don’t think that’s a good idea. Yosemite was shocked. He thought he would just have to give them

updates, but now they wanted to send a team over?

‘This pertains to the search for an artifact. If anything goes wrong, we might come home without a

single shard of the item. Moreover, you’re out on the open sea. It belongs to no nation. If we get there

first, we have the right to take everything for ourselves.

‘You won’t hurt us, will you?’ Yosemite quickly asked. ‘We won’t try to stop us, well, I make no

guarantees, said the correspondent. It was at thinly veiled threat.

Yosemite shivered. He knew this guy was an antique smuggler, but he didn’t know he had the mafia

backing him up. Scared, he quickly shut his laptop, his mind plunged into chaos. After all, he was still

one of the nation’s archeologists. All he wanted was to make some quick cash, but now he had a

feeling her just got involved with someone he should never cross.

He smacked the back of his head, regretting his actions, but it was too late. He had told them their

location. Regret wouldn’t stop them from trying to take the artifact for themselves.

No one in the team had realized that their tracks were leaked, not even Willow. A while later, everyone

was starting to get sleepy, including Willow who yawned. Her eyelids were starting to droop, and she

leaned on Jasper. “I’m going into the tent. Don’t stay out too late. I can’t sleep without you by my side.”

Jasper was amused. She’s getting dependent on me. “Sure, I’ll be there in a minute.” But it feels good

to be needed. Fifteen minutes later, Jasper went back to the ship and took a shower, then he came

back and unzipped the tent’s entrance. He was met with a fast-asleep Willow. He let out an annoyed

sigh. Thought you couldn’t sleep without me.

Still, with the bodyguards standing sentry, he could have a good night’s sleep. Jasper snuggled into his

spot and rested his head on his arm. Feeling his presence, Willow rolled over, and Jasper pulled her

into his embrace so she could rest her head on his arm.

In no time, Willow was holding him like a pillow once again, but this time, she placed her leg higher on

his body, almost touching his crown. jewels.

Jasper’s breathing got faster. He tried to push her leg down a little, but Willow was a beast when she

was asleep. Having her sleep disturbed annoyed her. She let out a moan of protest and placed her leg

even higher, pressing down on Jasper’s willy. Well, that was awkward.