Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
Jasper was a little surprised at first. Then, he walked quickly toward the tent where Willow was. He bent down and looked at the girl inside, gently asking, “What’s wrong?”
“I just listened to a few scary ghost stories, and I’m a little scared. I don’t think I can sleep alone.” Willow was honest.
He wanted to laugh, but he held back. After a moment of thought, he said, “I’ll wash up first and come back.”
“It’s okay. I don’t mind. Let’s sleep!” said Willow.
Still, Jasper went to bathe because he had helped move the bodies in the afternoon and needed to clean up before getting close to her. “Give me twenty minutes,” he said before leaving.
In the meantime, she played with her phone while waiting for him. Twenty minutes passed, and she was still wide awake. Finally, she heard footsteps outside the curtain. As the barrier lifted, Jasper’s tall figure entered. He exuded the fragrance of the bath as it filled the small space. Following that, she immediately leaned against him and hugged his arm.
With the man beside her, she felt safe and soon began to feel drowsy. She closed her eyes contentedly and, in her half-asleep state, tossed and turned. When her leg came over, his large hand blocked it in time, resisting her leg from pressing against his sensitive part.
Jasper lowered his head, looked at the girl falling asleep, and gently retracted his arm. Then, he left the tent softly as if coaxing a child. Soon enough, Ricky came forward to report. “Mr. Wyatt, we just discovered a large yacht about ten nautical miles away. They sent a message claiming to be an archaeological team from Dansbury. Their captain’s name is Jett Jefferson.”
“Pfft! I bet they’re cultural relic smugglers posing as an archaeological team from Dansbury. I didn’t expect them to follow us here.” Winston sneered.
“Winston, do you know him?”
“I do. He’s a notorious dealer who’s been smuggling our country’s cultural relics for years. We’ve always been worried he would target this batch of cultural relics, but I didn’t expect him to find us.”
“Our mission this time is a secret operation. How did he find out?”
Winston also found it strange. “Yes! How did they know we had gains here?”
“Perhaps there’s a traitor in our team,” Ricky said in a hushed voice.
Winston thought for a moment and shook his head. “That’s unlikely. I personally recruited these team members and knew their backgrounds well. They would never collaborate with cultural relic smugglers.”
A hint of coldness flashed in Jasper’s eyes. Whoever dared to play tricks in Willow’s hands was asking for trouble. “Don’t alert the traitor. I’ll find out who it is.” His gaze was sharp as he scanned Winston.
He happened to meet his gaze and was frightened, quickly assuring, “Mr. Wyatt, I am absolutely loyal to Miss Presgrave and would never betray her in any way.” The moment Jasper’s gaze swept over him, Winston felt as if a knife had flung by, fatal and fast.
Jasper withdrew his gaze and looked at Ricky. “Only the three of us will handle this matter. Don’t reveal anything to anyone.”
“Understood.” Ricky also wanted to identify the renegade and ensure the successful completion of Willow’s mission.
Thereafter, Jasper went to the ship and brought down a black bag. He entered an empty tent and switched on his computer, then typed a few complex lines of code. His slender fingers, which were typing, were as elegant as playing the piano, yet he was a computer expert.
Suddenly, a complex image flashed on his screen, which resembled a satellite icon. After pondering, he enveloped the satellite signal over the entire island. At that moment, several team members who were playing with their phones lost their internet connection, instantly puzzling them. Why did the network go out?
Soon, a message with a new network name and a secret transmission was sent to the group. The others immediately reconnected.
Jasper resembled a lurking beast as he stared at his computer. All the information the team members saw became public information in his eyes. He closed the computer and his eyes to rest, as he needed to deal with even more complex situations next.
In the early morning, when all the team members woke up, they saw another ship of the same size parked next to theirs. A group, dressed professionally, descended from their vessel and claimed to be an archaeological team from Dansbury.
When Willow saw the man leading them, her face turned angry in an instant. She had dealt with him before, as his ancestors were also from Zoravia. That man would resort to anything for profit and was a disgusting smuggler!
“What are you doing here, Jett Jefferson?” she questioned coldly.
“Miss Presgrave, this is the high seas. If you’re here, why can’t I? Your family has great influence, but you can’t control the boundaries of the high seas, can you?”
“I discovered this place first, and I don’t welcome you here,” she said while driving them away.
“I am a legal archaeological team and have the right to be here. Moreover, I have the liberty to compete fairly with you for all the resources here,” he argued.
Willow was so angry that she gritted her teeth but could not do anything. The area did not belong to any country’s jurisdiction, and anyone was allowed to explore it. At the same time, it was governed by international law. If a conflict occurred here, international law could intervene.
“Miss Presgrave, I paid a great price to come here. Let’s do our own thing and not interfere with each other, alright?” Jett spoke arrogantly, showing a cunning look in his eyes.
“How did you come here?” she questioned. The map was in her hands, and the mission was highly confidential.
“I’m sorry. I can’t disclose that, but I’m immensely interested in this area as of this second. I apologize if I’ve offended you,” he said while waving to his subordinates. “Let’s camp two miles away and continue our work.”
Fury engulfed the woman, and she clenched her fists. At that moment, she was utterly enraged. If Jett found those artifacts first, he would have the right to claim them as private property. Then, she would have to spend an insane amount of money and effort to reclaim them if she wanted to retrieve those artifacts.
Therefore, Willow could not let him steal the achievement this time. She had to retrieve the donated artifacts for her country.
Jasper’s gaze was glued on her, and he witnessed her flushed face and heaving chest. He felt sorry for her, so he walked over and gently patted her. “I won’t let them take away what’s yours.”
She sighed when she saw him and announced to Winston and all the team members, “From now on, we must be on high alert and find the artifacts before these people do. We need to act fast.”
“Yes, Miss Presgrave.” Everyone was tense and dared not relax because their competitors were right before them.
Meanwhile, Morgan hid among the crowd, his eyes flickering with panic and guilt. He knew he could not expose himself; otherwise, he would end up in jail. At the same time, he believed since Jett had already arrived, he would not use him anymore since they already possessed all the information they needed.
However, his phone vibrated in his clothes, and he could not help but feel nervous. The only person who would contact him here was Jett. After the dispersal, Morgan immediately returned to his tent to check the message on his phone. As expected, it was from him.
‘Morgan, let’s cooperate well from now on. I hope to find the artifacts soon. I promise you will be rewarded handsomely for your efforts.’
Morgan quickly replied, ‘I’ve already found what you asked. Please don’t contact me again. I don’t want to get into trouble.’
“You’re already in one. If you don’t cooperate with my next move, you’ll be in greater trouble.”
At that moment, Jasper took out his phone, looked at the message on it, and with a surge of anger in his eyes, he strode toward Morgan’s tent and shouted, “Come out, Morgan.”
He was so frightened that he quickly hid his phone and pretended to be surprised. Then, he stuck his head out and inquired, “Commissioner Wyatt, do you need anything?”
Jasper reached out and pulled him out from inside before kicking him to the ground. The poor dude almost spat out blood as he cried in fear, “Commissioner Wyatt, what are you doing?”
“So, it was you who leaked our whereabouts and information to that scoundrel.”
In the meantime, Willow was frustrated and returned to the ship to rest. However, as soon as she sat down, she heard a female team member shouting outside, “Miss Presgrave, something’s wrong. Commissioner Wyatt and Morgan are fighting.”
At that, she quickly got off the ship and saw a crowd of people circling a pair, where one was fighting while the other was howling. As soon as she arrived, everyone made way for her. She saw Jasper standing to the side while Morgan had already been beaten to the ground with his ruby mouth.
Then, Winston’s voice sounded. “Morgan, you’re such a fool. How could you leak information to those filthy smugglers and give them all our important data? You’re breaking the law and will end up in jail.”
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