Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Okay.” Anastasia nodded and a member of the make-up team came over to help her with the wedding dress.

The way to the ballroom was adorned with a trail of flower petals. After spreading the train of the dress, the staff retreated to their positions before the cameraman came over. Shrouded by the warm sunlight, Anastasia began to walk down the floral path like a graceful princess.

From the monitor, she seemed so relaxed and calm as she flashed smiles at times to the camera as if she couldn’t smother the sweetness of honey in her heart. Even the cameraman couldn’t handle her beauty. What a gorgeous bride.

Any man would lose their heart to such mesmerizing beauty.

Lifting the hem of the wedding dress, she took light steps to proceed forward with

mixed feelings. Feeling shy yet determined, she was walking alone without any company, but there was no smidgen of solitude that engulfed her, for

she was going to meet the man she loved the most and spend the rest of her life with him.

The employees, who were standing outside while watching her happy face,

were feeling envious.

Anastasia walked down the long corridor, she noticed that the ballroom was full of people attending her wedding with Elliot when she arrived in front of the

flower girl and page boy were waiting for Anastasia alongside the three bridesmaids. Looking at Jared, who was wreathed in smiles, she couldn’t help but smile. Just how happy is he to be

girl who was chosen amongst the Presgraves. She looked so cute in the pink

Anastasia, you’re so

“Thank you.” Anastasia smiled.

was filled to the brim with

seats were taken by Harriet and other senior members whereas the important guests were seated behind them. Mingling among the prominent figures was Sophia, the nobody, who was right next to Arthur to witness the big

mouth when

at her swooning

turned sideways and questioned with gritted teeth,

shifted her gaze to Arthur, who was a good-looking man as well.

had a warm disposition while Arthur had the frigid personality of a never-melting iceberg. To see Arthur acting warm was harder than becoming

really handsome. He’s the hottest guy I’ve ever met.” Sophia gave a certain

at her in

laughter. “At least I