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.

moved, she quickly slumped

light to turn green, he grabbed her phone with his long fingers and sent Francis a message in her name that she would

have to worry about

still capable of thinking and emotions. She started to mumble in her drunken state toward the driver, “Felicia, let

but he soon tilted his

hate him.” Her voice sounded like she was on the

was entertained by how drunk she behaved and he tried probing again, “You are telling me that you hate him even though you are drunk because

of him… I would be an idiot for liking him…”

sputtered again, “I hate him… He can like whoever the hell he wants

no clue where she was. The car was only filled with sounds that sounded like ‘b*stard’, ‘trash’ and ‘I don’t ever want to

have fallen asleep

heartbroken. I must have really hurt

turned to look at the sprawled out figure in his backseat before he sighed. “I am sorry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t

as he carried the drunk woman into the hotel lobby in his arms, the manager of the hotel immediately gave them access

the soft bed before he reached out to brush away a few strands of hair on her forehead. Then, he pressed a kiss on her

as he placed the covers on her, her glassy