Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 366 Requesting for a Long Holiday

Therefore, even if Old Madam Presgrave had threatened to crash the stock market in order to save her grandson, it was completely understandable.

Due to such immense pressure, the police force could only do their best to save the young Elliot. After all, it was their responsibility to do so.

If it weren’t for the continuous pressure from their superiors, would Anastasia’s mother still be alive? Would Anastasia be able to spend her childhood with a mother without having to lose someone she loved dearly?

It had been a long time since Anastasia missed her mother so much, and her mother had been an imaginary figure as far as she could remember. She didn’t even have a single memory of her mother, for she had only been one year and eight months old back then.

Back then, Anastasia wasn’t aware of anything yet. There were only photos of her mother looking at her tenderly, and that triggered Anastasia’s emotions as tears started rolling down her face. She felt heartbroken.

She didn’t resent anyone, but she didn’t want to see anyone from the Presgrave Family either, including Elliot.

She thought the only thing she could do was to cut her ties with the Presgrave Family and never involve herself in their affairs anymore. Only then could she return justice to her mother.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and she could guess who it was.

However, she didn’t want to get up, let alone open the door.

you open the door?”

while, but they quickly resumed. It seemed

and composing herself, Anastasia

gaze wasn’t fixed on Elliot, who was standing outside. Instead, she

know what Riley had told her, but it was definitely something that hurt

don’t you want to see me?”

to see you. Don’t come and find me, and don’t try to contact us again. You and your family better

as Elliot wanted to say something, what came in response

Elliot was perplexed. Anastasia’s words were like needles piercing his

sense the hint of resentment in her

make her hate

wasn’t the case. Anastasia didn’t hate the Presgrave Family; she just

that, would

have been dead at the age of six if

came into mind, she felt

wanted Elliot and

she was going to bring her son home, draw lines with the Presgrave

in her voice through the phone, so he sent Jared back

the car

son and turned to Nigel, who was getting off the car just then. She