Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 306 It Wasn’t a Date

“Keep in touch, Miss Tillman. I will report to you about President Tillman’s condition whenever I can.”

“Alright. Thank you, Mr. Hunter,” Anastasia said with a smile. “I will have to trouble you with this.”

Alex then locked his car and offered, “Let me send you upstairs. I can also bring the president home from there as well.”

She didn’t have a reason to reject, so she and Alex started walking side by side to the entrance of the street. They looked good together as they walked the street illuminated by the streetlights.

Anastasia had not realized from the start till the end that there was a pair of eyes watching them from a black sedan parked aside and how it happened.

Rey glanced at Elliot through the rearview mirror and asked, “Are you not getting out of the car, President Presgrave?” He didn’t know what his employer was waiting for.

Elliot squinted with eyes that seemed to be covered by a layer of ice. So, this is why she was sending me off to another woman so generously, he fumed. It turned out that she already had her eyes on another man and he was none other than the capable financial manager who worked for Francis.

Francis had always been training Alex to be the one assisting Anastasia to inherit the company. Apart from that, Francis had actually intended to have Alex marry into the Tillman Family.

would rather throw me aside and get together with

instead of it being about work, his mental

Francis was at home like they had expected him to be. He had a relieved look on his face when he saw

to get them together. 1 year should be enough before they get married.

he took in the comfortable environment, he couldn’t help but think how

to school tomorrow!” Francis didn’t want to further disturb his daughter’

heard that, Anastasia quickly reminded Alex, “Mr. Hunter, please drive Dad home

Miss Tillman. Please don’t

Tillman’ nonsense?

“I will start calling

replied in an

her place. Little Jared, who was behind her, had his cheeks puffed out as he grumbled, “Mommy, why did Grandpa ask you to go on a date with Uncle Alex? Don’t you want

a while before explaining to the child, “It wasn’t a date. We only went

if he knows! I am sure he doesn’t like it when you eat with the other

lips. “Jared, you can’t tell him, okay? Mr. Presgrave is a busy man.

Uncle

in a singsong manner as

moment. Thinking that her father had left something behind,