Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Anastasia was holding a cup of coffee. She had just finished reviewing her upcoming schedule and was getting ready to take a break.

At this moment, her office phone began to ring, and she reached out to answer it. “Hello? Who is this?”

“Hello, is this President Tillman? My name is Georgina Redding. I am Cathryn Windsor’s manager. I’m sorry to bother you, President Tillman, but I have to clarify something. The popularity and reputation of our artists are great, so I’d like to know exactly what it is about our artists that does not fit the standards of your company. We’ll do all we can to resolve the situation as soon as possible.”

Anastasia’s lovely eyes narrowed slightly as she heard this. “You might want to find out what your artist was doing in the hallway on the day of the press conference. Tell her, if she does anything

like that again, she will no longer be a part of the entertainment business.”

After she said that, she slammed the phone right away.

“Did you do anything to upset President Tillman on the day of the press conference?” Georgina questioned Cathryn, who was seated on the opposite couch after hanging up the phone.

“W-What could I have done?”

better tell me the truth,” Georgina

her lips as she grasped the severity of the matter and quickly elaborated, “I saw Elliot answering the phone in the hallway the other day. I simply wanted to make

How dare you flirt with Elliot! His wife was there at the press conference! Do you even have a brain?!” Georgina

I’m

this happened again!” Georgina scolded, “Out of everyone,

so powerful?”

Forget about the compensation. Do

away from work for so long in Bourgeois, she was still full of enthusiasm. After a short break, she quickly drafted another schedule. She was a member of the company’s design team in terms of jewelry design, which meant that she could also make managerial decisions with foresight, knowledge and

and Mason entered after opening

me Anastasia!” she said with a smile since he was given special treatment

we get off work,” he insisted. Then, he sat on

that he was here for Katrina. After giving it some thought, “Mason, you’ve been kind to me.

her for help, and she knew it. Thus, she had no intention of

so I really hope she establishes a

for his sister’s

the event to

a long sigh of relief. There was no denying the fact that Katrina had exerted a great