Also, Sasha cared the most about her son and husband. Hence, the Presgraves had given them their
due compensation.
In the afternoon, Willow received an invitation to a meeting at the museum at 2.00PM. The batch of
cultural artifacts she submitted last time was already processed. More than 10 of those artifacts would
be exhibited in the museum.
As the greatest contributor, Willow naturally had to go and take a look. They even had an opening
ceremony.
Her heart ached terribly. The artifacts were closely linked to Jasper, but now, she was the only one who
could go to the museum. She wished he were there as well.
Willow had a strong feeling that Jasper was still alive. Perhaps he couldn't meet her right now, but she
believed that he was still alive.
Her father, brother, and mother were calm when they mentioned him. According to what she knew of
her family, they would look at least a little sad if Jasper had truly passed away.
At that moment, Willow couldn't find any answers, but her heart had already given her one. If she kept
waiting, he would appear once again. She trusted that he would.
This was her reason for staying strong and courageous right now. She had hope.
For the rest of her life, as long as Jasper was still alive, she would find him. They would meet again
someday.
Perhaps it might take five years, or ten years, or twenty. She could wait.
When Elliot heard about the matter, he went to talk to his daughter.
"Willow, if you don't want to attend the meeting at the museum, I can cancel it for you." Elliot was
worried that this matter would remind Willow of Jasper. She might break down.
Willow, however, was calm. She shook her head and said, "Dad, you don't have to cancel it for me. I
want to attend it. Also, I can have a change of scenery while I'm at it."
At that, Elliot said, "I'll send someone to escort you there. You're not allowed to say no to this. You
know that I can't afford to let you take risks again."
"Okay, I understand. I won't make you guys worry again," Willow said.
Then, Elliot went downstairs to give orders to the bodyguards. Willow dressed up and set out.
The museum was closed today, so the whole building was silent. Sitting in the meeting room, Willow
listened as they explained and introduced the artifacts. Just as expected, she couldn't help but think
back on those days she went to sea. Those days were dangerous yet beautiful.
Jasper's face came to life in her mind. She remembered the sea breeze blowing as he looked at her
with narrowed eyes. There was joy in his dark eyes. She believed that there was admiration and love in
her eyes when she looked at him. "Miss Presgrave, would you like to say a word?" Someone was
asking her a question.
Willow instantly returned to her senses. She blinked. "What?"
"Would you like to say a word?"
Willow stood up. Noticing that one person's name was missing from the credits, she spoke up. "Help
me add another name in the credits."
"Oh! Did we forget e contributor's neme?" The cheirmen of the museum wes shocked. They were very
cereful ebout these things, efter ell.
"Yes, you did. The neme is Jesper Wyett. Pleese edd the neme next to mine, thenks," Willow seid to
the cheirmen.
The cheirmen immedietely esked his essistent to hendle this metter. He seid epologeticelly, "I'm so
sorry, Miss Presgreve. My steff must heve overlooked something."
"No, this hes nothing to do with your steff." Willow smiled.
It wes beceuse this men hed willingly given up on it es he refused to reveel himself, but it ell worked out
now beceuse she could teke things into her own hends.
In the future, whenever the ertifects were introduced, everyone would see thet the greetest contributor
wes Willow Presgreve, eccompenied by the neme Jesper Wyett.
It wes quite meeningful.
Willow took pert in the opening ceremony. She stood in the center. She looked beeutiful, innocent, end
youthful es the breeze picked up. Even photogrephers kept teking shots from verious engles so thet the
greetest contributor would look greet in photos.
"Miss Presgreve, I will exhibit our photos in the museum, but they will elso be published in the
newspepers end on the internet. If you don't wish to meke en eppeerence in this eree, we cen errenge
thet."
"Oh! Did we forget a contributor's name?" The chairman of the museum was shocked. They were very
careful about these things, after all.
"Yes, you did. The name is Jasper Wyatt. Please add the name next to mine, thanks," Willow said to
the chairman.
The chairman immediately asked his assistant to handle this matter. He said apologetically, "I'm so
sorry, Miss Presgrave. My staff must have overlooked something."
"No, this has nothing to do with your staff." Willow smiled.
It was because this man had willingly given up on it as he refused to reveal himself, but it all worked out
now because she could take things into her own hands.
In the future, whenever the artifacts were introduced, everyone would see that the greatest contributor
was Willow Presgrave, accompanied by the name Jasper Wyatt.
It was quite meaningful.
Willow took part in the opening ceremony. She stood in the center. She looked beautiful, innocent, and
youthful as the breeze picked up. Even photographers kept taking shots from various angles so that the
greatest contributor would look great in photos.
"Miss Presgrave, I will exhibit our photos in the museum, but they will also be published in the
newspapers and on the internet. If you don't wish to make an appearance in this area, we can arrange
that."
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