Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 115

Anastasia let out a scoff. “You guys are interested as long as it’s a woman.”

Elliot eyed her without saying anything. He didn’t agree with her since she was the only woman he was interested in. “Your dad will take good care of Jared. Don’t worry.” Elliot tried to comfort her–he assumed that she hadn’t read the text.

“I saw the text. I don’t want you messing with my phone in the future, and I don’t want you to reply to my texts. Do you think I don’t know that you were the one who replied to Nigel’s text?” she uttered in an edgy tone.

Elliot’s face darkened all of a sudden; he looked almost like an ice sculpture for a moment. “Don’t you dare mess around with Nigel’s feelings for you, Anastasia!”

She raised an eyebrow before laughing. “What makes you think I’m messing around with his feelings? There are tons of relationships that start off as friendships. We’re friends now, but who knows what might happen in the future, right?”

mean?” Elliot

replied in a calm tone. Then, she intentionally added another statement to provoke

the kind of girl who sleeps around? How could you reciprocate Nigel’s attraction toward you while also maintaining such an unclear relationship with me? It seems like you’re just someone who can’t remain stable in life,” Elliot commented in

the same about you,

do was glare at Anastasia. “Are you saying that you might fall for Nigel and marry him someday? Are you going to pick him

in the most casual tone she could muster. His expression stiffened for a moment, and his face looked like it had been frozen in place. He

laugh. “You aren’t jealous, are you, Elliot? Are you secretly in love with

but he maintained the same cold look on his face. Anastasia curled her lips into a smug smile. “Don’t fall in love with me-we’d never get a happy ending because I’d never fall in love with

Elliot got to his feet. He seemed especially domineering as he towered over her, and she sat

Anastasia. Why are you acting all stuck-up and cocky here?” He shot her a cold and sharp glare. She felt like she was facing the devil himself-he