Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 141

Elliot was not only repaying her but her father-for several years now, to boot.

“Please don’t blame President Presgrave anymore, Miss Tillman. He hasn’t done anything wrong. He’s been taking care of your father all these years.” Since Rey was the one to witness everything all these years, he only wanted to speak up on his boss’ behalf in the face of Anastasia’s questioning.

At this moment, Elliot stared silently as the color drained out of Anastasia’s face. He wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say.

“It’s what I should have done,” he finally uttered before leaving with Rey.

As Anastasia stood there with her mind blank, Francis emerged excitedly with the employees whom he had brought along. “What are you doing here, Anastasia? We can leave now. Let’s pick Jared up and head out for a celebration dinner this evening.” Naturally, he didn’t know who had helped him win the bid.

“Dad…”

how strong my company is! This undertaking will solve many of my worries. Our operations

project!”

swallowed everything that she had been about to

the one helping him all these years? This was a

though Francis wanted to celebrate, Anastasia used having to pick her son up as an excuse not to tag

for her father with a single word, only for her father to think his luck was

it made Anastasia’s head

since she was too lazy to cook at home. As the little boy ate, he suddenly asked inquisitively, “When will you invite Mr. Presgrave to eat with us, Mommy?

she hurried to explain, “He’s busy. Extremely busy. You won’t

As he continued to eat, he thought

he truly missed Elliot very much; it was perhaps because many of his friends had been picked up by their fathers

after dinner, Anastasia fretted over what she had learned. She couldn’t decide

received a phone call from Francis and reached out to answer. “Hi,

she took over 2 million from the house for Erica to use as a down payment. That was all the cash we had at home!” Very rarely did

had just spent 8 million on an apartment for her and here was Naomi, spending 2 million on her own daughter. Just like that, the burden