Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 286 Fall Into a Trap

Nigel was not a big fan of socializing at the party, so he was relieved that he got away by looking after Anastasia’s little boy.

“Miss Tillman, Old Madam Presgrave would like to see you by the poolside,” said the waitress as she approached Anastasia.

Anastasia was slightly surprised by the request, but when she glanced around and realized Old Madam Presgrave was not in her seat, she nodded and responded, “Okay. Thank you for informing me.”

As Erica watched Anastasia exit the banquet hall, the corner of her mouth twisted up into a devilish smirk. Hayley’s plan is working.

At the poolside, just when Anastasia wondered why Old Madam Presgrave would choose this place to have a conversation, she noticed Hayley sitting on the pool lounge chair. As soon as Hayley saw Anastasia, she stood up and sneered, “You’re here.”

Only then did Anastasia realize that she had been fooled. She became defensive as she glared at Hayley. “Why did you trick me into coming here?” she asked.

you two up to? Are you guys messing around at Old Madam Presgrave’s birthday party?” Hayley provoked

her cheek heated up.

slept with Elliot? Do you want me to go into details of how we spent the

when he was not sober.”

change the fact that he was sweating on me, kissing me, and holding me tight in his arms. I was so happy that I was swooning under

cut Hayley off as her

incredible stamina. I still remember his frantic eyes and how he held me tightly afterward; I remember him removing his watch and giving it to me. His pounding heart,

heart. It wasn’t

the corner of her lips and approached Anastasia with a sinister smile. “I also told Elliot how your son came to be, Anastasia. His father is a filthy male escort. Who knows how many women he touches in a month? You should get a medical check-up done because if you die from that kind of

knew Hayley was trying to provoke her with those offensive statements, she couldn’t take it anymore because

Her mockery was clearly seen in her eyes. “Your kid, Anastasia, had the filthiest blood flowing through his veins. Perhaps he would follow in his father’s footsteps in the

you better shut your

smug face, Anastasia clenched her

“You want to slap me, don’t you? Go ahead and slap me!” she

and