Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 207 Eight Million

At the end of the day, the competition for the position of associate director was starting to feel like a competition to see who had more friends that were richer. The one who won in both of these categories would already be at an advantage, and this didn’t include their actual sales from the store.

Anastasia learned the hard way that she was falling behind. She had been abroad for five years, and she hadn’t kept in touch with any of her old friends and relatives for a while now. To add salt to injury, even if she was able to get ahold of her friends and relatives, they might not be able to afford the expensive jewelry.

She sighed as she sat in the manager’s office and browsed through various marketing strategies, only to conclude that most of them would not work out for her.

Presently, six cars had pulled up outside the Bourgeois store, and men and women dressed in different styles came walking through the doors.

The sales assistants who were chatting among themselves broke apart and sauntered over to greet the customers. What surprised them the most was that these customers had chosen jewelry pieces from high-end collections.

Not even ten minutes later, two of these customers left with millions worth of jewelry, and within half an hour, the sales for the store shot up to a staggering eight million.

the items from the main collection. Our sales broke through to eight

she stood up. No

in light of the sudden spike in sales. Given that the shop still had gift items in stock, they put up a sign outside the door to

Anastasia left work to pick Jared up from school. The moment she got off the car, she instinctively turned to sweep her gaze

parked at the side, and the license plate was just as unique as the vehicle itself. The only person who could

had come to pick Jared up from school again, and she

Jared skipping out of the school gates in her direction while holding onto Elliot’s hand. “Mommy, Mommy!” he greeted

out her arms as

said he’s going to buy us dinner tonight,” Jared informed

offer. “No, that won’t be necessary. I can manage dinner now that my hand

for dinner,” Elliot suggested. When he saw the tired look on her face, he added empathetically, “We can always go out

replied, not wanting this man to spoil Jaredn’s palate

groceries together.” With that, he carried Jared in his

rushed up to her and said enviously, “You’re so lucky, Anastasia! You have such a rich and handsome husband who helps you out with your kid! He’s nothing like that deadbeat husband of mine; I don’t even remember the last time

a smile, rendered speechless by