Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 60 Take the Day Off

Hayley was lazing around the opulent villa, looking like the very picture of privileged insouciance with a morning glass of red wine in hand and an expensive nightgown draped over her frame. Spread before her was an indulgent breakfast that the maids had decked out earlier that morning.

Just then, an incoming call interrupted her conversation with Erica, and Hayley quickly said, “I’ll talk to you soon, Erica. I need to take another call.” With that, she hung up the call with Erica and put May’s line through. “Hello?”

“Miss Seymour, it’s me, May.”

“You did well last night.”

“Thank you, Miss Seymour. There’s something important I need to tell you, though—Anastasia was with President Presgrave last night.”

The color drained from Hayley’s face. “What?”

“I was supposed to be writing up an evaluation report with Anastasia last night, but President Presgrave was there as well, and the both of them left together shortly after.”

about? The one who looked a lot like Anastasia’s kid? Damn it! Anastasia must have put on quite the act to earn his sympathy

wouldn’t discount the possibility that the past five years had turned Anastasia into a greedy and shallow woman, though in all fairness, no woman in her

she’s trying to steal my man? Hayley gritted her teeth and vowed that she would not let Anastasia get away with her

of her sight, and

Jared off at the kindergarten and watched him skip happily through the main entrance, she let out a sigh of relief. Then, upon glancing at the time, she hurried off in the direction of

a sip of water. Now that the time was past 10.00AM, she summoned her

long before a low and husky male voice sounded on the

meet your grandmother,” Anastasia said hesitantly, slightly fumbling with her words. After

thought her heart might drop straight through her stomach when she suddenly heard him ask in a low baritone,

needed to pick Jared up from school later in the

now,” he said, his voice deep and alluring as he drawled

was as if Anastasia’s mind had imploded. Wait, what? Right now? That’s too soon! “But I have work,” she said, though even she could hear how forced the

the morning off,

“But I—”

do it for you?” he pressed

to trouble him, and she couldn’t very well risk having more

at the main entrance in ten minutes,” the man said conclusively and rather

over to Felicia’s office and asked for a day off, claiming that her son, having been traumatized from the events of that night, needed her company. Naturally, Felicia did