Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 69

Hayley looked at Harriet with her gray hair, which gave off an aura of a domineering matriarch of the house. Thus, she didn’t dare to misbehave in front of the old madam. Soon, she walked up to Harriet and politely greeted her. “Greetings, Old Madam Presgrave. My name is Hayley Seymour. I’m your grandson’s girlfriend.”

Harriet frowned and asked in surprise, “You’re Elliot’s girlfriend?”

“Well, Elliot and I haven’t dated long enough for me to drop by and say hi, so I’m sorry about that, Old Madam Presgrave.” Hayley acted like she was beating herself up.

Harriet had always known that Elliot didn’t like her arrangements, which made her wonder whether Hayley was behind the reason why her grandson didn’t want to marry Anastasia. “Hayley, can you tell me how you came to know Elliot?” The old madam sized Hayley up, noticing her ordinary appearance as she was also able to tell that Hayley wasn’t from a wealthy family.

However, the biggest question that bothered her was whether Elliot was dating Hayley.

in silence, a

and looked at

Just tell me the story.”

Harriet. Since she was able to guess how Anastasia and Elliot’s intimacy had happened, she managed to tell the story, as if she was the one who experienced it herself. Upon hearing Hayley’s story, Harriet was left with her eyes wide open as she

that helped Elliot look for me before he told me he’ll make it up to me for the rest of

Hayley deserved her sympathy for having sacrificed her virginity in exchange for her grandson’s life. “Hayley, I’d like

I’ll see that he makes

lady as a woman herself. Well, Hayley was probably 19 when that happened to her. That was when a lady was in her golden years, yet something like

girl?” she asked in a concerned

I haven’t…” Hayley shook

head down with a complacent look that flashed across her face. Deep down, she believed the positive change in Harriet’s attitude was a sign that her place was getting more important in the Presgrave

was going through some files in her office at Bourgeois when her phone rang. She

door. Get down here now,” Elliot spoke with a voice so deep and charismatic that no other man