Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 142

In her dreams, Anastasia gave her mother her word. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.

As she went to the front of a mirror, she saw that her slightly swollen eyes had turned visibly more haggard.

After dropping her son off at school, she went to work. The moment she entered the elevator, two women in front of her intentionally spoke in loud voices. “Hey! Wasn’t there a trophy in the display case before? Why is it missing?”

“I heard that it was returned. It was awarded under pretenses so great that someone felt too ashamed to accept it!”

“My, if it were me, I wouldn’t even leave the house, let alone come to work!’

“Would you both like a loudspeaker so that you can make yourselves heard?” Anastasia asked them.

Both of them glanced at her. “Ah, Miss Tillman, we didn’t say who we were talking about! Are you admitting it was you?”

e talking about someone else. Don’t misunderstand us now. Miss Tillman.”

level of the Department of Design. As Anastasia moved to step out of the elevator, one of the women suddenly stuck a foot

apologies, Miss Tillman,” the woman apologized in a fake manner despite

already tidied it up for her and even poured her

morning, Felicia

somewhat listless Anastasia took her seat and played with her pen. The noisy conference room suddenly became so quiet that she could have heard

up, she saw Elliot’s tall, handsome figure coming in through the conference room door. He hadn’t been to the meetings in several days and she had no idea

lowered her head down again in her reluctance to pay any attention to

out a chair and sat down next to Anastasia,

in a low voice as he looked at the woman next to him. Anastasia looked like she had a

Felicia suddenly called her name.

her own thoughts, Anastasia failed to respond and everyone stared at her in astonishment. How bold she had

do you hear me?”

came back to her senses and realized that she

you to design her a set of

moment, she didn’t

was Alice, who kept lowering the collar of her blouse in such a manner that her blouse was becoming out of shape. With intent, she directed her

her chin up with a hand and sneered at

glanced at