Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

After Anastasia finished the bowl of porridge, Elliot came in to accompany her. Not long later, she fell asleep under his consolation, and Sophia entered again to cover her with a blanket and stay by her side.

“Are you her new assistant?” Elliot didn’t recognize Sophia. After all, there were too many people at the wedding.

Sophia hurriedly got up and replied, “Yes, President Presgrave, my name is Sophia Goodwin.”

“In that case, please take care of my wife and don’t let anyone disturb her,” Elliot instructed.

“Yes, sir,” Sophia answered softly.

After Elliot left, Sophia patiently stayed by Anastasia’s side while she slept. Meanwhile, her phone that had been put on silent mode rang, but she didn’t notice that the contact name was Arthur’s. Soon after, it rang again. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen missed calls were displayed on the screen.

Sophia looked at Anastasia’s haggard expression, feeling pained at the sight. Just then, a few nurses started talking at the door. She hurriedly got up and went out, whispering to them, “Mrs. Presgrave is resting. Please keep your voice down.”

surprise and hurriedly shut

figure was walking back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. What was this? The bird that he set free had flown away from him? Why couldn’t he contact Sophia? What was she trying

picked up his phone and continued to make another call, but he still

fury and grabbed the car keys from the table, planning

as he opened the door, he saw Martha walking over while chatting with a maid. He hurriedly concealed his irritation and stepped forward with a smile.

“You’re going out?”

a cup of coffee,” Arthur

should spend some time with Emily if you’re free. It’s boring for her to be alone,

“I will.”

out today and have a chat with me. Later, come with me to get my clothes made. I heard

them to come here and tailor your clothes for

for that. It’s a vintage boutique that tailors embroidered clothes, so you can’t cause such a huge fuss.”

I’ll go with you.” How could

Hence, she could only take her phone to the nurse’s station to charge it, while she came back to the lounge and flipped through a book to pass time. However, she remained clueless to the fact that there were a few more missed calls on her phone, all of which were from an

to the funeral home. Harriet had instructed during her lifetime that she wanted to be cremated, so the