Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

I knew it! She planned it from the start! She acted pitifully in front of him to make him empathize with her. And here I am, thinking that he had fallen for her. Selena was scornful.

Seeing how she believed in her words, Ellen began to let her storytelling shine through. “President Presgrave is an empathetic man. Back then, Uncle Garrett and the others were trying to rip me off when the demolition was confirmed. I accidentally spilled the beans, and the rest is what you witnessed in the lobby. He knew I was getting bullied, so he helped me out.”

Selena finally grasped the situation. No wonder President Presgrave is so protective of her. He knew of her situation.

Ellen exclaimed, “He’s been helping me so much, but I don’t know how to repay his kindness. That’s why I treated him to a meal. You were there too.”

It pricked Selena’s guilty conscience to recall that day. She coughed wryly. “I was just hanging out with my friends. It was a coincidence.”

know. So, Selena, please do not misunderstand things between me

mood. At least, things were not as she thought. She initially assumed that Ellen was going to be Jared’s girlfriend and would look down upon them the day she became a rich man’s wife. Now, it seemed like it was a mere

getting in touch with Jared virtually. If I have his number, I

that his contact number is solely for business. He will get angry

bother him. Selena pouted. “Still, what if you ticked off his nerves? He’ll lash out at me for sure. I can’t do this, Selena.” “Why are you

him getting mad at an assistant who sent him documents for signatures. She even

he was silent conjured in Selena’s mind as though he had a danger sign on him. His sheer gaze could send chills down one’s spine, let alone when he was

there seriously no hope for us?” Selena was being hopeful. “We should know our place, Selena. Forget

sweet dreams in which she got married to Jared that she had during the night. Once she left the room, Ellen instinctively sighed in relief. She thought of her own words, which did not seem to be

it was enough to admire someone young and rich like Jared; one should never ask him to reciprocate those

from bed, but Ellen’s