Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 202 The Gatekeeper

“I’m coming.” Nigel’s voice came from the video intercom.

Anastasia quickly moved to block the camera and crossed her arms as she began to think about how she was going to explain herself to Nigel. It was frustrating that Elliot consistently put her in such sticky situations.

There was a beeping sound that came from the door as it unlocked, and Elliot put his hand on the doorknob. He was just about to go in when he glanced at the woman who had her back turned to him. With a raised brow, he then asked, “Aren’t you coming in?”

“You go ahead. I need to make a phone call,” said Anastasia as she took out her phone to dial a number, but he saw through her act and reached out to snatch her phone away.

“Come in with me,” he said in a commanding tone.

“Give me back my phone, Elliot,” she demanded incredulously.

they had arrived separately by dawdling on the front step, but

after him and made her way into the exquisite

put on his clothes, and he was making his way downstairs when he saw the man

only seeing Elliot’s figure in the video intercom just now, though he did see the silhouette of a woman whose back had been turned to the camera. Nigel had believed her to be Elliot’s assistant or something, but as it turned out, it was Anastasia all along.

your front doorstep, so we decided to come in together. This is all

it?”

Tillman’s father’s banquet last night and ended up getting drunk, so I slept over at her place. I’m just tagging along while she picks up Jared.” All it took was one sentence for Elliot to reveal the truth, and Anastasia turned a bright shade of red as she quickly shot the man a deadly glare.

at Anastasia incredulously. “Why

only a small celebration,” she explained

while before he wakes up,” Nigel said. Then, he met Elliot’s eyes, and

was steady as he said, “Thank you for taking care of Jared last night,

attended Francis’ celebration. He even got drunk and slept over at Anastasia’s place. He was starting to look at this cousin of his differently, for only men could understand what other men were thinking. Elliot set this whole thing up right from

as he turned to walk toward

behind him. Anastasia didn’t think too much of this, believing that they really had something important