Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 435 Going Crazy for Money

The waiter came over and asked, “Is there anything wrong with the coffee, miss?”

“What kind of coffee did you serve me? It contains no fragrance at all. I asked for hand-brewed coffee. Is this instant coffee?” Hayley inquired.

“It is indeed hand-brewed coffee, miss,” the waiter explained.

“This is the worst cup of coffee I’ve ever had!” After finishing her words, Hayley stood up angrily.

As she approached the door, she heard two ladies mocking her.

“Despite her nice outfit, her personality is terrible.”

“Exactly! It’s as if she’s uneducated.”

turned her head to see the two ladies mocking her and

about a b*tch who was barking earlier. Why are you fitting yourself into what we

over and confront them, they waved their hands to someone behind her. “We’re here,

she saw them, she became frightened and left after casting a stern glare at

moment that she no longer had the right to be arrogant. She was even having trouble surviving now. It was easier to transition from frugality to excess, but

her family at all. She was a selfish person who would never share anything good with others. Hence, for the past six months, she was busy enjoying herself without even helping her family out. Her

lived the life of a princess. She had plastic surgery, drove expensive cars, lived in a luxury bungalow, and carried a

the disaster that ruined her

front of her. The line of Rolls-Royces that cost millions looked

some of them and sell them since her villa was full of luxury things. She might be able to survive for a while with the

after hailing a cab to the villa, she discovered that the password for the gate’s digital lock had changed. She gritted her teeth and attempted to enter from the other side,

had assured her that she did not need to be concerned about its security because there was a warning alarm outside the wall. If anyone broke in,

remembered this, she felt hopeless. It was impossible for her to get anything out

and immediately answered the call. “Hello, Mr. Alan. How are things going on your end?

Miss Seymour, and we have arranged a time for

“How much is that?”