Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 232 The New Driver

Overwhelmed by her panic, Anastasia covered her mouth and reached for the tissue paper while Elliot, who was sitting opposite her, immediately showed his concern. “Did the tea scald you? Show me.”

Anastasia covered her mouth, shaking her head. “I-I’m fine.” It’s just my tongue that got scalded.

Therefore, Elliot quickly sent for the waiter to get Anastasia a glass of ice water to cool her scalded tongue off. When the seafood was served, the lady began to dig in happily and indulge herself in it, but nonetheless, Elliot was calm and graceful like he usually was, even in front of the mouthwatering seafood. After all, he had grown up trying all kinds of nice food and was hardly impressed with the seafood Anastasia was enjoying.

In the meantime, Anastasia was biting the crab leg like a hungry little kitten, making sure she bit off all the flesh underneath the shells as she demonstrated just how strong her teeth were by leaving nothing behind.

“Watch out for your teeth.” The man reminded her out of kindness with a pair of furrowed brows on his face.

that were sailing on it

while I foot the bill.” Anastasia finished her words and stood up

I just took care of it.” Elliot looked at her in a mischievous manner, stunning Anastasia as she was

rush to pay the bill? Are you obsessed with footing restaurant bills?” Anastasia felt slightly unhappy that the man wouldn’t let her treat him to a meal, even though she

glamorous aura that he gave off in the process. At the

moment, Anastasia followed behind Elliot and reached her car, proudly reaching for her car keys to open the door. However, she soon saw Elliot walking toward the front passenger seat and called out to him. “President Presgrave, why are

to drive it yourself.” Elliot opened the car door and

only stomp her feet helplessly and brace herself for what she must do. Then, she saw the

road.” Elliot tilted his head, lecturing Anastasia and urging her

road, driving on a highway that stretched all the way from the coast to the city. At first, she was driving comfortably in the light traffic with barely any cars on the road, but as

but murmur in a fidgety manner. “Why do the people behind me keep

tell me when I can