Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

A month ago, the bar had changed owners as it was bought by the gorgeously handsome man before him. From then on, the bar was only open whenever the man felt like it, although he spent most of the time drinking alone in the bar.

At one time, the ladies who came to the bar were captivated by his charming good looks, but they all ended up fearing him, especially those who tried to approach him. He not only had a cold shoulder, but he greeted those women with a frosty, scathing look. It wasn’t enjoyable to be scrutinized under the man’s gaze, which would freeze a person from head to toe as if skinning them alive.

The man being described was Arthur Weiss, the mysterious young man of noble descent who had been looking for his family heirloom.

“Young Master Weiss, we’ll surely find her,” the bodyguard said in an effort to

comfort him.

Arthur’s patience was running out. He had tried everything he could, but he couldn’t find the thief’s whereabouts at all. He had checked the bar’s surveillance footage, as well as surveillance footage of the road, but the young lady was so heavily made-up that there was no way of knowing what she really looked like.

He had considered going to the police, but he didn’t want the loss of his family heirloom to be made public, fearing that the thief might destroy the heirloom if she were to learn that it was an object of great importance. If that happened, even if he caught her, he might not be able to recover it. Therefore, he would rather let her keep the heirloom first and sort her out later when he found her.

the final piece of information-the cab driver who had driven her to the bar that night

through the entrance. He had heard that the bar had closed down; it was once a paradise

a

cab driver who drove that lady to

bundles of cash. Then, he pushed the photo next to him toward the man, asking, “Do you remember this lady? The money is yours

made-up young lady in the photo, the driver instantly remembered her. “Yes, yes, I do remember this lady. She was coming out of a restaurant when I

phone call. I remember it very well; she was crying her eyes out, seemingly telling

sight. “Can I have the video of

before taking out his cell phone even more briskly. “Sure, sure. Let me find it for you right away.” Finally, he brought up precisely the video recording of

and sure enough,

cab driver left immediately after getting

watching the video recording of that night. The cab ride lasted a total of 23 minutes. The somewhat blurry video showed that after getting into

rang; she picked it up and answered, “Hey,

she got emotional and added, “I want to call off the engagement. I don’t want to get married… I just want to get married to the love of my life. I don’t want