Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 247 Too Much for Him to Bear

It turned out that giving Elliot too much room in her headspace during the day was a bad idea because Anastasia was having a hard time falling asleep right now without thinking about him. She even had a wet dream that involved him doing several unspeakable, yet sinfully pleasurable things to her, and she woke up the next morning loathing herself for having subconsciously enjoyed it.

On Friday, she got a message from Alex asking her if she would drop by Tillman Constructions. Seeing as all her other work had been set aside while she focused on designing Elliot’s necklace, she decided that it would do her some good to go out and get some air. As such, she asked Felicia for the rest of the day off and headed over to Francis’ company.

In the last few years, Francis’ company had doubled in size, and the land next to the ten-story office building was occupied by warehouse after warehouse where all the inventory for their building materials was kept. While the area was rather remote, the size of the enterprise was more than enough to compensate for its location.

Anastasia’s car drove past the warehouse estate for quite a while before she even drew close to the company building. At that moment, she suddenly understood why Francis could not bear to part with the business. He had poured all his blood, sweat, and tears into building up the company from scratch, and he had a trove of employees who depended on him for a living. In other words, this company was a part of his soul.

When she pulled up outside the building entrance, she headed for the doors and was immediately stopped by the security guard. “Is there something I can help you with, miss?”

Anastasia, and I’m here

guard was startled by this, and he appraised her in shock as he pressed, “You’re President Tillman’s daughter?

last few years.” Anastasia smiled. Since she didn’t want to put the security guard in

security guard decided to believe her, and he wasted no time in opening the door for her as he

desk. The company building had only been set up not too long ago, and she wasn’t sure which floor Francis’ office was on. After asking the receptionist, she made her way up

at the banquet, he approached her enthusiastically and told her that Francis was in a meeting, informing her that he would

desk. She had long since outgrown days where she whined,

the door to the office suddenly swung open, and the female assistant who had escorted her up earlier came rushing in. “Miss Tillman, something terrible has happened! Your father collapsed in the conference room. Quick,

up abruptly. “What?” Then, she hastened out the door after the assistant as the both of them

the conference room, an ashen-faced Francis was being carried over to the couch by a few of his employees. Anastasia frantically ran over to him and crouched down next to the couch, urging, “Dad? Dad, what happened?” She was beside herself with panic as she demanded, “Has anyone called 911?

Tillman looked fine earlier before

the company is getting acquired and he couldn’t

company is

weren’t here to talk about business; they were the representatives for the