The darkness in Jasper’s eyes threatened to freeze her solid. Through clenched teeth, he growled, “You’ve developed anorexia, now? Truly, you have all the talents of a woman.”
His tone was sarcastic. His aura was cold, sharp, menacing…
Willow held her ground, her face scrunched up in defiance against him. “Release me. You can’t keep me here forever.”
She needed to get home. She missed her children. Her children missed her.
“And why can’t I, exactly? You don’t want to eat? Fine! No more food for you, then.” Steering her by the neck, he marched her out of the bedroom, through the halls, and into the backyard.
There was a large shed in the yard. Seeing them approach, the housekeeper immediately opened the door for them. Jasper hurled Willow inside and snarled, “You’ll stay in here from now on, and you won’t get a bite to eat without my say-so!”
Then he turned and stalked away, back towards his mansion, while barking orders to Leon Freeman: “Seal the backyard! If anyone allows her inside to have some food on the sly, they’ll be severely punished!”
“Yes, sir…” Leon answered uncertainly—but he locked the door, as instructed.
Willow spent a moment massaging her neck, which was sore from abuse. When she finally looked around, she realized that she was surrounded by vases and urns, while yellowing paintings hung upon the walls.
The urns were made of the finest porcelain, some of them spiderwebbed with scars of age. The paintings were all classics, the works of renowned masters.
With a jolt, Willow realized that these were all antique treasures! She was in a private museum! She turned around in a full circle: All the walls were adorned with those paintings. Upon a table in the middle of the room sat an assortment of smaller vases, as well as various jewelry items.
This was a veritable treasure trove! How much was all this stuff worth?
Willow examined the paintings curiously, peered closely at the vases and jewelry…
A jade disk caught her eye. It was tiny, barely an inch in diameter. There was something very familiar about it… where had she seen it before?
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