Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 111

After the dishes were served, most of the staff members started drinking. They were all relatively young, so they were prepared to get drunk that night-some of them had even hired personal drivers. “Cheers, Anastasia!” One of the male designers sitting opposite Anastasia stood up.

“Sure. Thank you.” Anastasia held her glass up. She hadn’t expected all of the other people to clink glasses with her, but everyone was in a good mood that night, and they quickly turned Anastasia into their target for drinking. “More beer for Anastasia!” someone cried.

“You have to drink with us, Anastasia! At least one sip!” another cried.

“Everyone else clinked glasses with you, Anastasia. I’d feel bad if I didn’t do it. Here, cheers!” another one said.

Anastasia had only arrived at the company a while ago, so she felt pressured to go along with everyone, especially since most of the staff there were seniors. She lost count of the number of beers she had by the time she clinked glasses with everyone. “Alright, stop. Anastasia has to go home to care for her kid, guys!” Felicia finally spoke up.

got a chance to eat her meal, and she pressed her palm against her forehead as she felt

hand before she lowered her head and held her palms up to make a surrendering gesture. Right then, Felicia’s

now? Is Anastasia there?” the man asked in a

for her. Would you like to

Elliot

drink quite a bit, so she’s rather tipsy now. I think I might have to send her home in a

There was a hint of anxiousness

her up, President Presgrave?” Felicia

your location,” he

Elliot her location right after ending the call. When she turned to gaze at Anastasia, who was sitting near the drinks, a hint of jealousy surfaced in her gaze. Felicia could tell that Elliot truly cared about Anastasia after speaking to

little more, Anastasia. I’ll get you home

was full from all the alcohol. She didn’t feel anything when she was drinking

the washroom when she was struck by a pang of dizziness. She felt as if she were stepping on clouds, and she couldn’t

arms around. Those who were drunk were especially stubborn-she insisted on claiming that she was still sober. Felicia ordered one of her assistants to help Anastasia to the washroom. Anastasia had just returned from the washroom when