“Jasper, we’ve just received a mission rted to the Presgrave Family,” Antoine said over the phone.


    “Uncle, what happened to the Presgraves?” Jasper’s tension heightened immediately.


    “The Presgraves have enraged the mafia in Dansbury. They assembled a team of mercenaries to carry


    out an assassination against all members of the Presgrave Family. I’ve assigned Sirius to assist you.


    You must protect the Presgrave Family by coordinating with their security forces.”


    As a final note, Antoine emphasized, “This mission involves national interests. There can be no errors.


    Mr. Oswald will also keep a close eye on it.” Jasper clenched his fist without knowing it. “Uncle, please


    send me all the information you have on the mafia.”


    “Okay. Take good care of yourself. “Remember to prioritize your own safety while ensuring the


    Presgrave Family’s safety,” Antoine cautioned. In past missions, Jasper never allowed personal


    emotions to cloud his judgment, but the Presgrave Family was involved in this mission.


    This time, he would undoubtedly devote himself to it with more dedication than ever before.. Antoine


    was concerned that Jasper would lose sight of the bigger picture.


    “I understand.” Jasper nodded. An undercurrent of tension ran through his veins beneath hisposed


    exterior. He would never ever allow any harm to befall any member of the Presgrave Family.


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    Soon, the information about the mafia was sent to Jasper. He looked at the photos and found those


    faces familiar. These mafia criminals had been specifically targeting global magnates. Relentlessly,


    they seized resources for profit and exploited price differentials during the process. As long as


    someone could afford the price, they would do whatever it took to eliminate the target on behalf of their


    employer.


    There was also information about the targets which were intercepted by the special forces when it was


    sent by the mafia.


    There were several photos of Willow among them that the mafia obtained from various sources-Willow


    appearing at social events or in school having the appearance of a wealthy. youngdy.


    In the afternoon, Jasper’s partner, Sirius, arrived. A man in his mid-thirties, Sirius possessed


    exceptional skills and experience in such operations.


    His identity was also highly secretive; he was a member of a special operations unit. The only


    information known about him was his codename, Sirius, and his daily tasks were ssified at the


    highest level of secrecy. The two of them discussed the details of their mission face-to-face in the


    safehouse.


    “Our mission this time is tounch an assassination and elimination n against the mafia before they


    get close to the Presgrave Family. They are currently infiltrating through various covert means. We can


    only wait to avoid tipping them off,” Sirius exined. Jasper nodded. His brow furrowed deeply, forming


    three lines on his forehead.


    “I can tell you’re quite nervous!” Sirius quipped. Jasper didn’t deny it. He stared at the twelve people in


    the photos, each of their faces engraved in his mind. This was a mission that allowed no room for


    failure and he couldn’t afford a single mistake. Not even the slightest error would be tolerable.


    “Be prepared. We’ll visit the Presgraves tomorrow. Just rx and treat it like any other mission you’ve


    executed.” Siriusforted him by reaching out and patting his shoulder. Before Sirius came here,


    Antoine had actually filled him in on Jasper’s situation.


    In the early evening, Willow received an invitation from Jasper-a celebratory dinner in her honor. When


    she saw the address sent to her, she couldn’t help but pause in surprise. Wait! Isn’t this his home


    address? She was more than happy to ept the dinner invitation.


    Willow set off in her car at about 5.00PM. She was escorted by six bodyguards all the way to Jasper’s


    house. As they arrived, the gates of a mysterious vi slowly opened and Willow got out of the car and


    walked through the gates.


    She removed her outerwear to reveal an elegant. dress. Then, she carried her purse and gracefully


    stepped into the vi through the iron gate. Jasper was dressed in a casual outfit and waiting for her


    behind the gate.


    “Is this your house?” Willow inquired curiously. Jasper simply answered, “Yes, it is.” Willow looked


    around. It was an old-fashioned vi with a sense of timeless elegance.


    She felt sorry for Jasper as she imagined him living here alone and reminiscing about his departed


    loved ones, so she reached out and hugged him. As a result, he was taken aback for a moment.