Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 332 Feel It With Your Own Hands

Anastasia took in a deep breath and she eventually still stood up from her chair.

A man was fiddling with an exquisite woman’s bracelet in the president’s office. He had a bracelet thicker than the one he was playing around with on his wrist and it complemented the limited edition wristwatch he had on.

As she pushed open the door to come in, a smile instantly appeared on the man’s face. With his deep eyes locked on her, he elegantly stood up and made his way toward her.

“Why don’t you ever listen to me?” Elliot asked grumpily as he looked at her being all upset. It was always after he threatened her that she would listen to him.

Seeing the thin bracelet in his palm, she declared with no mercy, “Bring it for a refund. I don’t want to accept this present.”

However, just as she finished saying that, the man had grabbed her by her wrist and was trying to put it on her despite her refusal. “A refund? For what? I want to wear matching bracelets with you.”

And just like that, Anastasia now had a bracelet on her wrist. Even though the design was simple, the gemstones on it probably weren’t cheap.

“It looks quite lovely on you. You aren’t allowed to remove it,” he demanded.

She was troubled as to whether she should accept it

his top at this moment, making Anastasia look at him with her guard

she noticed a familiar-looking necklace hanging on his neck. She unknowingly gasped, “How did you

she had designed for him before. She hadn’t expected him to wear

just received it earlier today. I am very satisfied with it as it suits me

bought it with your own money. What has it

course it has something to do with you. This necklace contains your feelings

female snake coiled around each other, which was what she had indeed thought of when she designed the necklace. She didn’t think he would see through her

Anastasia’s face to burn even more as she asked, “If

when he heard her words before he started to complain, “Why don’t you just

that I earn myself. It is not something spending someone else’s money can be compared to,”

come up with a better rebuttal, Elliot fell quiet for a moment before he abruptly extended an invitation

do,” she swiftly rejected him. “I already have a

might be Alex,

have a

a table,” he insisted as he wanted to

the man who left her

him and scolded, “Can