Originally, Willow was already seated on Jasper’s lap. At this moment, she sensed something and blushed, burying her face in his chest. I think I went overboard with the teasing! He’s practically on the verge of exploding now.

“It’s getting late. I’ll escort you back,” Jasper said hoarsely.

After some consideration, she replied, “I’ll go back, but I’m fine on my own.” If I stay any longer, I might damage his reputation.

“I’ll escort you,” he insisted.

Yet she still shook her head. “Really, you don’t have to. It’s my own home. Can’t I find my way around?” Although my house is huge, it’s the place where I’ve grown up since childhood.

Suddenly, he said to her, “Do you have your phone?” He then took out a necklace from his bag and handed it to her. “Wear this. No matter what happens, don’t take it off.”

She blinked as she looked at the necklace. It didn’t seem like something a girl would wear—it was a black cord with an obsidian pendant.

While she was still examining it, he placed it around her neck and instructed, “No matter what happens, don’t take it off. Understand?”

about the obsidian. It must contain a tracking device that allows him to locate me anywhere. “Okay, I promise not to take it off.” She

in his hands,

her phone, but then he thought that sometimes she might forget her phone somewhere. It would be more effective

then turned around, hugging his waist tightly. It was as

was reluctant to leave again, he felt an impulse not to let

planted another kiss on his thin lips and said, “Goodnight.” Only after that did she

her off until

despite the potential dangers outside. With

after another. Their objective was clear this time, which was to assassinate members of the Presgrave Family. Every member of the Presgrave Family had become their

ones remaining in the country were his children. Yet

the Presgrave Family,

characters who had fought their way back from war-torn countries. This time, they had received a substantial amount of

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