Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

The child who addressed him as mister was in actuality his son, and to have gotten to know him as a stranger at first must feel terribly upsetting and regrettable.

Words could not describe the love he felt for his son. Elliot sensed that Anastasia was behind him, so he adjusted Jared’s covers lightly and got up to leave.

Anastasia had been standing there for quite some time. She was dressed quite thinly so she was starting to feel a little cold. Elliot’s large hands warmed up her chilly ones as he pulled her back to bed.

The next day, Anastasia received a call from Francis. He called to inform her that Naomi’s court proceedings would begin on Tuesday and asked if she had time to attend. Naturally, Anastasia would make the time for it. She wanted to

witness Naomi’s downfall in person and see if Naomi truly regretted what she did.

Tuesday morning, after dropping Jared off at school, Anastasia and Elliot went over to the courthouse.

Francis was already there when they arrived, and he seemed to have worked through his emotions as he was a lot calmer this time.

her hair had turned gray in many areas. She looked as if she had aged ten years. When

no love and no concern at all. Naomi glanced at Anastasia, but she knew that with her here, there was no way that Francis would take pity

to them, Naomi

cold and matter-of-fact tone he used to describe the sequence of events, it was still enough to shock and strike fury in the hearts of anyone who heard it. For the sake

behind the entire scheme were Erica, Alex, and

had done. She saw Francis sitting there with his head lowered, and

would always provide her a princely sum to spend every month. She was free to do whatever she wanted with

did everything turn out this way in the

only did she ruin her own

also ruined her daughter’s youth

future.

father would not plead clemency for this woman. She wanted Naomi to face the

Naomi turned to him and pleaded with a tear stricken face, “Francis, I know what I did was wrong, and I’m willing to bear the consequences, but please… please forgive Erica. I’m the one who taught her to do everything. She’s not a bad person.” Francis said nothing. Naomi had received an eighteen-year sentence. If she managed to stay

she screamed in tears, “Erica has