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.

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

what. She wouldn’t let him get away with what he had done to her, even if it meant having to tell Jared the truth about

over by the man-made lake near Summit Mansion, Hayley was seething with rage as she clutched her phone in one

force Anastasia into staying away from Elliot, but the call had ended with

Rey pulled up outside Anastasia’s apartment. She got into the car and was ferried to

for the benefit gala tonight, which you will be

course 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

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

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

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 earrings she was

Tillman,” Rey praised with a

you,” she replied graciously. She slid into the backseat of the car as Rey held the door open for her, and the staff at the boutique came out to send her off,

seat, she looked like a young lady born out of aristocracy whose every little gesture and

car had pulled up outside Presgrave Corporation’s headquarters, Anastasia saw a towering figure step out of the revolving doors of the main entrance before he proceeded toward her. He looked ethereal when the twilight rays from the winter sun played over him, giving the illusion that he had

with love and endearment. Then again, anyone would look at Elliot

to her. His eyes fell on her appreciatively, and he found himself