Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 325 Fiery-Tempered Woman

A concerned Felicia caringly reminded, “President Presgrave, please take care of Miss Tillman.”

“Leave her to me,” Elliot replied in a low voice. Then, he opened the door to the driver’s seat and got in.

Felicia couldn’t help but rejoice as she looked at him driving off with Anastasia in his car. She already knew that he was the reason why Anastasia drank to the point where she was drunk.

A barely conscious Anastasia sat up in what she thought was Felicia’s car. She held her forehead in her hand to suppress the excruciating headache as she said in the direction of the driver’s seat. “Felicia, take me to any nearby hotel. I don’t want to go home.”

She didn’t want her father and son to see her in such a terrible mood and if they did, she would be grateful to just not scare them with this side of her.

A voice answered from the driver’s seat, “Is anyone taking care of your son?”

“My dad is home,” she obediently answered.

as the car moved, she quickly slumped on

fingers and sent Francis a message in her name that

to worry about her son came shortly after Elliot sent the

mumble in her drunken state toward the driver, “Felicia, let me tell you a secret. Elliot is an *sshole! He is a bad, bad

him behind his back, but he soon tilted his head toward her

Her voice sounded like

behaved and he tried probing again, “You are telling me that you hate him even though you are drunk because of

an idiot for liking him…” she mumbled and grumbled

the hell

idea what she was saying and she definitely had no clue where she was. The car was only filled with sounds that

to have fallen asleep

I must have really

his backseat before he sighed. “I

by the Mansons, and as soon as he carried the drunk woman into

to brush away a few strands of hair on her forehead. Then, he pressed a kiss on her forehead. “Sleep well. I will explain everything when you wake

her, her glassy eyes shot open to look at