Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Anastasia decided not to nap. She sat down in front of the genealogy book to read about the lineage history of the Presgrave Family. By writing down important information, Old Madam Presgrave helped her to remember the influences and relationships of each family.

After looking at it for a while, she fell asleep on the couch because reading the book was too exhausting…

When Elliot got home in the evening, he saw her sleeping on the couch. She held the book close to her chest and had her eyebrows slightly raised. He thought it was both disheartening and funny.

He sat quietly next to her and held her to his chest when he saw she was sleeping in an awkward position against the couch. As she slept in his arms, he leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.

“How did the fishing go?” Anastasia asked as she smiled and gently opened her lovely, dreamy eyes to catch his gaze.

Elliot curled his lips into a grin, obviously pleased with the outcome. “You may cat the salmon your husband caught tonight.”

“Did Jared have fun?”

“He was really happy, and as soon as he got off the boat, he fell asleep.”

Anastasia also believed that her son would have fun. Elliot took the genealogy book out of her hands and told her, “Don’t read it if you don’t want to. Let me take care of the family household matters.”

are managing the external affairs, and I will

has warmed Elliot’s heart since his wife had already considered ways to lessen his responsibility. While stroking her hair, he said, “Don’t worry

a girl from the Presgraves today. Her name is Lorelai, and I heard that you used to play with her when you were younger.

close to each other.” With a grin

known each other. since we were children. However, she is like my sister to me in my heart; other than that,

raised her

recall, ‘You

related to her by

she is interested in

declared firmly, ‘Have faith in me, Mrs. Presgrave. I won’t even look at another woman but you

her head to

said with satisfaction, “Okay,

your word

future to avoid his wife’s jealousy, and he didn’t

her villa’s balcony, looking through a magazine and admiring the jewelry in it. She was still shocked; it seemed that the future Young Mistress of

Villa No. 58.

was very well-behaved. Besides checking her phone, she only went downstairs for her food. As Arthur was very particular

of the bride and groom. As soon as she left the