Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Elliot and Anastasia escorted Francis to his car and watched him leave before they headed over to their car.

That night, they had dinner at Presgrave Residence. When their wedding plans came up in conversation, Anastasia said to Harriet, “Grandma, I’d like us to keep a low profile for the wedding. I don’t need a grand wedding and I don’t want the reporters to report about our ceremony.”

While it may seem amazing to receive high-profile coverage, it came with a lot of risks. Anastasia did not want their family’s lives to be scrutinized. She just wanted to have a quiet and peaceful life.

Harriet was happy to accept the suggestion. Her biggest concern was not having the ceremony live up to Anastasia’s expectations, but since it was a request from Anastasia herself, she would plan according to her wishes.

The wedding was to be held at the start of May on a private island within the country’s borders. Around a hundred guests were invited.

While they did keep a low profile, Elliot still invested a lot of time and money into creating a lavish and romantic ceremony for Anastasia.

In the days leading up to the ceremony, Anastasia got busy too. She had a lot of decisions to make, such as choosing her wedding gown and the gown for the banquet at night, as well as other minute details for the ceremony. She poured her heart into preparing everything.

relatives from her father’s side, Anastasia also invited Felicia and Grace. While she had

little drowsy. Jared was in school by now, and she had spent the

she stirred awake to see a familiar face staring

it with kisses as he

found out that Elliot had brought a

was Adriana Williams, a 33-year-old woman with impeccable fighting skills and a long list of credentials. In addition to that, she was also a very intelligent and capable woman who could help Anastasia

to her pair of trustworthy

along with you wherever you go, so that she can keep you safe,” Elliot said. Anastasia and

Anastasia nodded agreeably. “Okay.”

and when Jared came home, he pulled on his rain boots and grabbed an umbrella to go

preparing dinner, so Anastasia joined Jared in the garden. However, her mind wandered for

her feet in fear. “Jared? Jared… where

showed her what he cupped in his hands-a kitten whose fur was soaking wet, and who

his clean clothes and asked, “Mommy, can I keep it?” He was staring at