My Four Miraculous Treasures

After finishing their meal, Willow had to head back to work. She usually came home during her lunch break to check on the kids.

Seeing the children at home and understanding why they had gone to Hughes Corporation, Willow had a clearer picture of the situation.

As soon as she arrived at Hughes Corporation's cleaning department, the supervisor stopped her.

"Lara, go clean the top-floor restroom. You started working here yesterday, and you have yet to clean it once. Don't slack off; I check it every day."

The supervisor looked stern and authoritative, so Willow obediently responded, "Alright, I'll go clean it."

During the interview, she had already learned that janitors were responsible for restroom cleaning as well. It wasn't a matter of laziness. She had caused a mishap when she had tried to familiarize herself with the environment two days ago. Who would have expected to run into Jasper so coincidentally?

No, she shouldn't think about it anymore.

Willow promptly interrupted her own train of thought and focused on her task.

Armed with cleaning tools, she made her way to the top floor. This time, the restroom had a sign that was particularly conspicuous with large red letters: "Men's Restroom!"

The purpose was to prevent women from entering, but...

The janitors were all women.

Willow tiptoed inside, praying that Jasper wouldn't be inside this time.

"Ahem..."

Willow cleared her throat loudly as she entered, intending to announce her presence.

When there was no response from inside, Willow plucked up her courage and boldly walked past the partition wall.

However, when she passed the wall, there was a tall, robust figure dressed in a hand-tailored black suit. His back was broad and upright, and his physique was lean and powerful. He stood on long, slender legs, and he exuded a domineering and majestic aura that clashed with the humble restroom environment.

Willow's breath caught in her throat. Her eyes widened in shock, and she froze in her tracks.noveldrama

The man turned around, revealing an exquisite and sternly handsome face with an icy expression. His deep, dark eyes were sharp and cold as they bore into her.

It felt as if he was trying to peer into the depths of her soul, making Willow's entire body prickle with unease. She shivered involuntarily and felt goosebumps crawling on her skin.

She instinctively took a few steps back. Her footsteps faltered as she laughed dryly, "Aha... G-Good afternoon, Mr. Hughes..."

Jasper's attractive lips curled into a cold and chilling smile as he approached her.

"Hmm... A good afternoon indeed."

The first time she accidentally walked into the men's restroom, she could claim it was because she was unfamiliar with the place.

But how could she explain the second time?

Jasper was convinced that it was deliberate!

Her intentions were impure, and she approached him with a purpose.

He had seen this kind of tactic before.

Jasper's domineering presence pressed closer, his towering figure casting a shadow over her.

Willow's heart pounded loudly in her ears, and she continued to retreat. She was nervous and stumbled on her words, "M-Mr. Hughes, I-I'm here to clean the restroom..."

Afraid he wouldn't believe her, Willow raised the cleaning tools in her hands, the mop and broom.

Jasper didn't even glance at the things in her hand. He continued to advance toward her, his tall and lean figure enveloping her petite body in shadow.

"Women, you're quite good at making excuses," his low, magnetic voice was as cold as ice.

"I... I really wasn't... Ah!" Willow was about to explain, and she genuinely wasn't making excuses. She was telling the truth!