Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 462 Dinner With the Tillmans

“In the playroom on the third floor,” Anastasia answered as she brought out the food she whipped up.

Elliot suddenly looked at her and said, “Give your dad a call later and ask him if he would be okay with adding one more place on the dining table tonight.”

Upon hearing that, Anastasia narrowed her eyes ever so slightly. “You want to have dinner at my house?”

“I will go to your house for Christmas Eve, and you can come to my house on Christmas. Sounds good?” He was determined to go to her house tonight for the eve celebration.

She didn’t oppose his idea, so she swiftly nodded and said, “Sure. I will inform my dad in a while.”

As Francis had a busy job, he was still working overtime at his company on Christmas Eve.

Today, however, he was sitting here dealing with some personal affairs rather than the usual work matters. He was writing a will. Even though he wouldn’t need it for the time being, he wanted to prepare himself in order to get certain things done, as he had had multiple health issues as of late.

out that Francis was still there as well.

younger man opened the door, he saw Francis looking at some document and quickly covering

are, Alex!”

is Christmas Eve, President Tillman, and yet you are still working overtime.” Alex then caringly added, “Please be mindful of your

go ahead and leave! Come back

person, and he had already noticed Francis’ frantic behavior just now. But before he

in a minute.” Francis stood up after finishing the call.

only to be rejected right

few samples of the materials.”

then pretended as if he was walking toward the finance department. When he saw from the corner of his eye that Francis had entered the elevator, he turned around to

enter. When the latter reached the desk, he saw the hidden document that looked a lot like a will. Instead of spending his time

finished taking photos of all three sheets of paper, he put the documents back to their

to his car that he could be

appeared on the corners of his mouth when he finished reading the contents of the will. Sure enough, Naomi had been spot-on with her worries. It seemed that Francis had no intention to hand over the company to the mother-and-daughter duo—Anastasia was the only heiress of the company. Francis might have

him. It seemed like he would have his share of

Francis was chatting with the employees in the warehouse when his phone rang. He took a