Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 252 Promise Me You’ll Seek His Help

“Francis, I heard you were so upset that you ended up in the hospital, so I’ve come to visit!” The man entered the ward with a fake smile on his face.

When Francis saw him, his face instantly turned scarlet as he bellowed, “What a despicable man you are, Lawrence Clavell! You think I’m an easy target, right? Leave this place at once!”

Anastasia instantly became alert. As she looked at the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of her, she could tell that this man was up to no good. When she saw how her father reacted to his visit, she assumed that he was the acquirer of her father’s company.

“Tsk, Francis, why are you still struggling at this point? Leave the company to us, and you can retire in peace!” The man looked kind, but he was mocking her father in actuality.

“Get out. I’m not going to negotiate with people like you. You can’t take my company away from me.” Francis’ chest was heaving, obviously angered by Lawrence’s words.

are,

a hint of lewdness in his eyes. One could

on her skin while she dismissed

the rush, beautiful? I’m just here to have a little chat with your father before

be in my hands. Read the room, Francis. You should be enjoying life after working so hard all these years. Just give up on your company already! It’ll be beneficial for the

emotional, or else it would trigger a full-blown heart attack. In the end, she couldn’t hold back her anger and picked up the fruit knife on the table. “I told you to leave! Do you hear me?!”

seeing this, so his assistant quickly held

a bad thing to have such an overbearing stance at a young age. I like you,” Lawrence

but she didn’t know how to

forget to provoke her father by saying, “Francis, I’ve said whatever I want to say. Don’t push me into a

glanced at Anastasia and continued, “I heard that you have two daughters. If both

trembling from anger as he shouted, “Even if I die, I will never

care of your heart!” Anastasia

Anastasia, can you promise me that you’ll ask President Presgrave for help, please? We need him to save us no matter what this time.” Francis was so anxious that he held both Anastasia’s hands,