Chapter 2327
Night of Destiny
Jasper looked at him. âWasting food is bad.â Willow chuckled. âSo, youâll eat any leftovers?â
Jasper answered, âOnly yours.â Willow felt a little accomplished seeing that he wasnât 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. âMan, my back hurts. Iâm exhausted.
I have to lie down.â âGet some rest, Yosemite,â 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, âLooks like something between the tenth and thirteenth century. Guess you found the right
place.â
âOur guess is that the fleet probably had a short stay here, but weâre not sure if this is where the
shipwreck is, Yosemite said. He wasnât even keeping any secrets. âIs that so? But with this discovery,
youâll be finding more clues soon. Iâll be sending my men over. Keep us updated at all times.
âI-I donât think thatâs 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?
âThis pertains to the search for an artifact. If anything goes wrong, we might come home without a
single shard of the item. Moreover, youâre out on the open sea. It belongs to no nation. If we get there
first, we have the right to take everything for ourselves.
âYou wonât hurt us, will you?â Yosemite quickly asked. âWe wonât 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 didnât 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 nationâs 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 wouldnât 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. âIâm going into the tent. Donât stay out too late. I canât sleep without you by my side.â
Jasper was amused. Sheâs getting dependent on me. âSure, Iâll be there in a minute.â 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 tentâs entrance. He was met with a fast-asleep Willow. He let out an annoyed
sigh. Thought you couldnât sleep without me.
Still, with the bodyguards standing sentry, he could have a good nightâs 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.
Jasperâs 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 Jasperâs willy. Well, that was awkward.