Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“President Presgrave, did I do something. wrong? Ellen asked gingerly. Jared immediately continued the topic. unfinished from the previous night and restarted the conversation, “Other than my body, what else would you like to check out?”

“Uhh. I…” Ellen looked at him red-faced. Since when did I say that I wanted to check out his body? Other than his body, what else could I check out? Why does his question sound so intimate?

Red as a tomato, Ellen considered the situation for quite some time but couldn’t seem to come up with a suitable reply to this intimate question. Subsequently, she gulped and said, “President Presgrave, did someone dump you?”

His questions were just too unusual, and it felt like he was trying to prove his masculinity. Could it be because some woman broke up with him?

Jared was taking a sip of water, and upon hearing her question, he choked on the water. and sputtered. He coughed softly for a moment before lifting his head to stare at her with glittering eyes. What sort of question is that?! I don’t even have a girlfriend, so how could I possibly be dumped?!

“I had trouble sleeping last night because of you. Don’t you think you should make up for it?” Jared said this with a huff.

instant, she was even more so perplexed. I caused him to have trouble sleeping? How? And I am supposed to

could you make things clearer? How did I cause you to lose sleep? What did I do to you last night?” Ellen blinked her large eyes and

phone and retrieve last night’s chat history to

phone to take a look. Her pretty eyes widened, and her mouth was agape when she saw their chat history last night. When did I talk about this with

She couldn’t help recalling that last night, during that period, she had gone to warm

could she do something like that?! She conveniently took my phone and chatted about such an intimate topic with President Presgrave! How am I supposed to end this? Ellen always behaved respectably, but looking at last night’s chat history, the things she said made her seem

to tell him that the things yesterday were sent by Selena? It would make the situation even awkward! In the end, Ellen had no choice but to take

drank some alcohol, so I was a little wasted. President Presgrave, please don’t be mad at me. That were just some random things I said. Please don’t take them to heart.” Ellen

“Why did you drink alcohol so late at

I-I found it hard to go to sleep, so I drank a tiny glass,” Ellen said with a bright-red face before looking

before. She is not interested in

alcohol unnecessarily next time, and don’t send such titillating stuff to anyone else