Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 181

“Mommy, I’ll behave myself at home. You can go.” The little guy meekly nodded. He disliked Erica as well, because he was able to feel her ill will toward him although he was but a little boy.

Therefore, he chose to not tag along to prevent causing trouble for his mother. However, instead of having Grace to keep him company on that night like how Anastasia had suggested, Jared thought that Elliot might be a better candidate for the task.

Anastasia went to the office after dropping her son off. She barely sat for a few minutes on her seat before Grace knocked on her door and pushed it open, inviting a flower delivery man to come in. “This is Miss Tillman. Please send the flowers in!”

The bouquet of blue roses stunned Anastasia for a few seconds. Who sent this?

“Miss Tillman, here’s your flowers. Do sign and acknowledge it.”

And so, Anastasia signed the paper. Then, she reached out for the card in the bouquet and flipped it open. Instead of finding romantic words, she found a domineering order written on it. Do not give the flowers away. Yours sincerely, Presgrave.

send me flowers again? He even prohibits me from giving

Tillman, the flowers are gorgeous. They are obviously imported ones!” Grace

out a helpless smile. I don’t want

must be super rich!” Grace guessed

my admirer,” Anastasia vaguely replied before she returned to her seat. In the next couple of hours, she intermittently stared at the bouquet of blue roses and fell into

11.30 AM, Nigel showed up at her office to invite her to lunch-it was in invitation that allowed

saw the bouquet of flowers on the

being too busy with the renovation that he had forgotten

Anastasia was embarrassed to have him treat her to lunch every day, so she announced, “Let me

end, they went to

suggested, Nigel agreed to all her ideas and decided to adopt them. As a result, she dared not give any hasty suggestions. Otherwise, she would be guilty if

suddenly asked. Anastasia’s hand trembled at the question, causing the spoonful of food that she

my boss and he’s a nice person, of course,”

Nigel stared at her intently, determined to get

her cutlery and looked straight