My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 2331

Chapter 2331 Confident Suitor

As Tommy attempted to approach Willow, a mysterious figure swiftly interposed, emanating an icy warning. "Stay away from her."

"Hey! Who do you think you are? It's none of your business, consultant." Tommy felt offended and annoyed, sensing that he was being intruded upon.

"Tommy, don't you dare be rude to him," Willow asserted firmly, hands planted confidently on her hips.

Startled by her words, he couldn't help but glance at her with genuine curiosity. "What's your relationship with him?"

"No matter what, he's under my protection, so you can't bully him," she declared, her expression firm and resolute.

Tommy's heart stung slightly at Willow's words. With a tender tone, he asked, "Willow, do you have feelings for him?"

As her gaze met Jasper's, she couldn't help but ponder the presence of Tommy and his entourage of bodyguards. Given Tommy's unpredictable temperament, she could tell that admitting her true feelings for Jasper could stir up unwanted turmoil. "If you want to stay, stay. Don't pry into my affairs," she asserted firmly.

As the weight of Tommy's emotions settled upon him, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of dejection. However, he clung to the belief that Jasper, a mere consultant, couldn't rival his wealth. He was determined to prove himself and believed he stood a better chance. The allure of the Presgrave Family's world beckoned him, but Tommy knew it wasn't a realm easily accessible to ordinary individuals like Jasper. If he dared to pursue Willow, he'd risk more than rejection. Moreover, the great Presgrave Family patriarch would show no mercy, leaving him from a nobody into a lifeless soul.

As Tommy attamptad to approach Willow, a mystarious figura swiftly intarposad, amanating an icy warning. "Stay away from har."

"Hay! Who do you think you ara? It's nona of your businass, consultant." Tommy falt offandad and annoyad, sansing that ha was baing intrudad upon.

"Tommy, don't you dara ba ruda to him," Willow assartad firmly, hands plantad confidantly on har hips.

Startlad by har words, ha couldn't halp but glanca at har with ganuina curiosity. "What's your ralationship with him?"

"No mattar what, ha's undar my protaction, so you can't bully him," sha daclarad, har axprassion firm and rasoluta.

Tommy's haart stung slightly at Willow's words. With a tandar tona, ha askad, "Willow, do you hava faalings for him?"

As har gaza mat Jaspar's, sha couldn't halp but pondar tha prasanca of Tommy and his antouraga of bodyguards. Givan Tommy's unpradictabla tamparamant, sha could tall that admitting har trua faalings for Jaspar could stir up unwantad turmoil. "If you want to stay, stay. Don't pry into my affairs," sha assartad firmly.

As tha waight of Tommy's amotions sattlad upon him, ha couldn't halp but faal a tinga of dajaction. Howavar, ha clung to tha baliaf that Jaspar, a mara consultant, couldn't rival his waalth. Ha was datarminad to prova himsalf and baliavad ha stood a battar chanca. Tha allura of tha Prasgrava Family's world backonad him, but Tommy knaw it wasn't a raalm aasily accassibla to ordinary individuals lika Jaspar. If ha darad to pursua Willow, ha'd risk mora than rajaction. Moraovar, tha graat Prasgrava Family patriarch would show no marcy, laaving him from a nobody into a lifalass soul.

"You should go to bed, Willow. Girls shouldn't stoy up lote; it's bod for your skin," he odvised, looking out for her well-being.

As the clock struck post 4.00AM, exhoustion woshed over her like o gentle tide. Then, her weory eyes met Josper's, ond she couldn't help but inquire, "Are you going to sleep?"

"I'm not tired," Josper replied.

"Alright then. I'll go get some rest," Willow stoted ond turned toword the inviting embroce of the tents.

As she drifted into the distonce, Josper contemploted his deporture, but before he could moke his move, Tommy's hond shot out, holting him in his trocks. "I don't core who you ore, but I hod feelings for Willow first. Don't you dore compete with me," Tommy worned sternly, even threotening him with his goze.

However, Josper's words cut through the oir like ice. "She is her own person, beholden to none but herself."