Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Artic, is something bothering you?”

“No, Grandma,” said Arthur as he came to himself.

“Eat up then. We’re running out of time now. We should get going soon,” Martha advised, leading Arthur to put his spoon down. “I’m done. Let’s go.”

With that, everyone traversed the hall to the parking lot, where dozens of black luxury cars lined up, and the extended Rolls-Royce would be the one Arthur would pick Emily up from the Jennings’ residence with.

“Artie, I’ll wait for you guys at the chapel. Hurry up and pick Emily up.”

“Okay.” Arthur nodded in acknowledgment.

With that, Martha entered the car. After Arthur watched the car drive away, a

bodyguard beside him urged him to get into the car. “Young Master Weiss, please!”

the car door but didn’t enter right away and instead looked to a window. After a moment of deliberation, he turned to the bodyguard. “Wait

strode toward

curling up on the couch. She felt super uncomfortable with how her body temperature fluctuated drastically. It wasn’t surprising that she would be sick when she had sat

of stupor at this point. Just then, she

Am I imagining this? Is Arthur actually squatting in front of me? But shouldn’t he be on his way to

how Sophia hugged her arms, all curled up, her gaze unfocused, and in a

opened her eyes, having

“Put me down.”

downstairs and all the way to the extended Rolls-Royce. Right then,

she couldn’t help crying out, “I can’t sit in

to pick Emily up in this

to disregard her as he put her in the spacious back seat next to him. “To the hospital,” said Arthur to the bodyguard aside, who was somewhat

you’re supposed to pick Miss Jennings

car over!” Arthur ordered before

the car and wanted to lean against something. Seeing her limp body.

him weakly, thinking she was about to