Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 33

“Really? Then, is his girlfriend showing off their relationship on purpose? That would explain why she would leave a mark on a spot as obvious as his neck.”

“Yes! This means that President Presgrave is a man as hot as fire. I wonder how it feels like to stir things up on the bed with him.”

“Wait, who in our company has the ability to get on his bed?”

“I think Anastasia has a good chance. She’s beautiful, of course, but she has also dodged getting fired despite all the trouble she caused. I won’t believe it if she isn’t involved with President Presgrave in that sense. You do know that he fired Mr. Lawrence the other day, right? And Mr. Lawrence only committed a tiny mistake.”

“Could it be that the hickey wasn’t from his girlfriend but Anastasia instead? And she placed it there as a challenge to President Presgrave’s girlfriend?”

The three female employees allowed their imagination to run wild, as if they were actually writers of detective novels.

In the cubicle, Hayley’s expression kept shifting. She had already suspected that the mark on Elliot’s neck wasn’t due to an allergy, but she never expected it to be a hickey.

The girlfriend they were referring to must be Hayley herself, but the hickey had nothing to do with her. If it wasn’t her, then some other woman must have done it.

him last night?

jealousy that it seemed to overwhelm her. If not Anastasia, then who? Was there any other woman by Elliot’s side

wanted her gone. Elliot

to see Rey sitting on the couch,

“Where’s Elliot?”

Miss Seymour. President Presgrave had matters to take care of at

me to take you home instead,”

had fulfilled her material needs generously, he had never been intimate with her before.

She would think about him every day to the point where

compensation; she wanted his everything, to be his Mrs.

was Elliot working overtime last

Presgrave has been working overtime

to rest

“Of course.” Rey smiled.

her bag and left. She couldn’t help but wonder

Hayley’s phone rang. It was a call

sad! Drink

wasn’t in a good mood either, so she responded, “Sure,

up her hair to meet Erica. When Erica saw Hayley, she felt that Hayley was much

asked as