Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 367 Can’t Come Over for Lunch

The next morning, Anastasia applied for time off for her son and called Felicia. When Felicia heard that she was going to take three months off, she was shocked.

“Did you tell President Presgrave about this?” Deep down, Felicia felt that it wasn’t in her power to approve Anastasia’s leave.

“You can discuss it with him, but if he doesn’t agree, I will resign from the job.”

“Okay. I’ll ask him,” answered Felicia.

Ten minutes later, Felicia returned the call. “President Presgrave has approved your request and will offer you three months of paid leave, but I’m going to miss you so much.”

“Thanks.” Anastasia thought she would miss Felicia a lot too.

“Let’s keep in touch!”

“Sure. Thanks for taking care of me all this while, Felicia,” said Anastasia thankfully.

“Don’t say that. I’m aware that the reason President Presgrave acquired QR Group isn’t that he sees the growth potential in us; he only did it because of you. Without you, Bourgeois wouldn’t have been so lucky.” Felicia had seen through everything.

heart twitched at that, so she asked Felicia, “Do you know who negotiated with the client I went

because her kidnapper seemed to expect her to be there, and it felt like she had stepped

think much about it as she answered, “Aliona was the one who negotiated with the client. She was supposed to go and meet them, but the client specified that they wanted to see you,

Aliona?

Anastasia furrowed her brows and fell into deep

was related to Riley or the client, but why was the client assigned to Aliona first

Felicia. Let’s meet

Felicia replied with

up the phone, Anastasia glanced at the time. It was

the fridge, so she turned to Jared. “Jared,

exclaimed in

on him. The weather outside was already at 50 degrees Fahrenheit,

bodyguards from yesterday were still standing in the

allowed them to follow her as she and Jared

some vegetables, she heard her son’s

soon as she raised her head, she saw Elliot in a black trench coat walking toward her among the crowd. His tall and straight figure moved in an imposing manner. He crouched down and picked

through for the past two days and made up her mind

this moment, however, he messed up

extra ingredients! Mr. Presgrave will

something stuck in her throat, but she quickly retorted, “He’s busy. He can’t come

you really not coming over for lunch?” Jared