Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 402 Drop-Dead Gorgeous

Anastasia frowned. She found it odd that the man claimed he had nothing to live for on one hand while refusing her money on the other, and odder still was how someone so beaten down insisted she stay away from Elliot. He simply wasn’t making any sense.

In the end, the man’s greed got the better of him as he said, “Fine, wire me the money!”

“I’ll hand you the card with the money in it if you come over personally to retrieve it,” Anastasia countered stubbornly.

“Trying to lure me out, I see. Hah! I’m no idiot, Anastasia. I know you’re trying to set me up to get caught! Save your energy and don’t bother trying to catch me; you won’t succeed. Stay away from Elliot if you know what’s good for you, you hear?”

With that, the man hung up.

Anastasia stared at her phone as she pondered on their conversation. She couldn’t help wondering why the man so stubbornly demanded that she stay away from Elliot. Does he bear a grudge against Elliot?

More to the point, the man had figured out that she was, indeed, trying to lure him out into the light by using money as bait.

the man who had assaulted her five years ago, but now, he was forcing her to confront him. She was starting to realize that the only way she could move on from her nightmarish past was not by running away, but by facing it head-on fearlessly. Perhaps it was only after she had personally condemned the sc*mbag to a life of imprisonment that she could finally look back on the incident from five years

let him get away

with rage as she clutched her phone in one trembling hand after she realized that Anastasia could no longer be

Anastasia into staying away

outside Anastasia’s apartment. She got into the car and was ferried to a boutique in the heart of the

pick out a dress for the

that she had to pick out something elegant and understated to match his refined grace. After all, the last thing she wanted was to humiliate him by wearing

dresses from Anastasia to choose from, and the owner personally led her to peruse the seasonal items that were on

favor of a beige one that accentuated her flawless, porcelain skin, which seemed to

by, and before anyone noticed, it was already 5.00PM. Anastasia emerged from the boutique with her make-up done and her dress fitted. The beige evening dress hugged her slender figure and flattered her curves, and her hair was gathered elegantly at her nape with tendrils framing her face. Coupled with the shimmering

Miss Tillman,”

into the backseat of the car as Rey held the door open for

leaned into the seat, she looked like a young lady born out of aristocracy whose every little gesture and expression radiated innate

Anastasia saw a towering figure step out of the revolving doors of the main entrance before

eyes lit up at the sight of him, and she didn’t even realize that she was gazing upon him with love and endearment. Then again, anyone would look at Elliot the same way if they caught even the slightest glimpse of

door and slid into the backseat next to her. His eyes fell on her appreciatively, and he found himself unable to