My Four Miraculous Treasures

After reviewing his paperwork, Jasper looked at his watch.noveldrama

It was already half past five in the evening and time to get off work. He dialed the human resources department's extension.

"Send me Willow Nason's home address."

The human resource manager was both surprised and frightened to hear Jasper's voice. "Mr. Hughes, do you mean Willow Nason of the janitorial department?"

Under normal circumstances, a human resource manager wouldn't remember which employee was which with the amount of employee info they had to deal with every day.

However, the love triangle between Mr. Hughes, Ms. Price, and Willow of the janitorial department had been such a hot topic lately that the manager came to remember Willow's name.

However, she couldn't be sure. Did Mr. Hughes just call her up for the first time so he could get the home address of a mere janitor?

"That's right."

After obtaining Jasper's confirmation, the manager said, "Understood, Mr. Hughes. I'll send it to you right away."

Soon, Jasper received Willow's address on his phone.

He drove to where Willow lived.

In his opinion, Willow was constantly frolicking around in the janitorial department despite being ostracized and schemed against.

She would rather clean the toilets of all 58 floors in this building than resign. She was unwavering like an invincible cockroach. She did everything she could to shamelessly remain in Hughes Corporation and seduce him. Jasper wanted to see what kind of environment she grew up in that made her so shameless.

It was a shabby area where the exterior walls of the building had turned yellow. Willow lived on the third floor, but the apartment had no elevators, only stairs.

The railings of the stairs were rusted and the doors of every house were plastered with small advertisement stickers.

The place wasn't completely horrible, but it definitely couldn't be described as acceptable.

Jasper wasn't a spoiled man. He had endured harsh environments before.

Hence, he didn't act like a sensitive rich man here, but his dignified and elegant presence definitely wasn't compatible with this place.

Jasper arrived at Unit 302 and knocked on the door.

"Coming," the voice of a middle-aged woman called from the inside.

Then, the door opened to reveal an elderly woman dressed in plain clothing.

This old woman looked rather familiar.

Her hair was slightly gray and she wore an honest smile. She was stunned upon seeing him, but asked politely, albeit apprehensively, "May I know who you're looking for?"

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"Willow Nason," Jasper said.

"Oh, so you're Willow's friend. Come in and have a seat. Our Willow hasn't gotten off work yet. Do have some tea first." Helen pulled the door wide open and stepped aside so Jasper could come in.

Jasper walked into the house.

The floor was wet. There was a mop leaning against the sofa and a pail of dirty water in the middle of the living room.

Helen quickly grabbed the mop and

moved the pail aside. She ushered warmly, "Please sit here. The sofa is

clean. I just changed the cushions."

The man donned an expensive and elegant dark suit that was in pristine condition.

It was obvious that he was either a noble or an authoritative figure who lived a luxurious life.

Helen was afraid of dirtying his clothes.

Lara was out with the four children to dance at the public square.

Helen had been cleaning the house. Children's toys used to be scattered everywhere, but she had put them all away inside the cabinets.

She washed the cushions this morning, and they were dry now thanks to the strong sunlight.