Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

However, Katrina had to remember one thing- Peter’s status. Hence, it was expected that he would be acquainted with Ethan. Does that mean Ethan likes Josephine? As Katrina thought about it, her hatred for Josephine grew.

After Josephine had ordered the food, the director ordered some wine, while Atticus was in charge to liven up the mood. As Atticus was telling Ethan about how the project would progress, Ethan was zoning out. He looked like he was not interested in any of the projects Atticus mentioned.

Josephine was sitting beside him and noticed his mood. It seems like Mr. Kowalski is talking to himself! As she thought about it, she changed her sitting position. Then, she noticed that she had sat on her dress. Just as she stretched her legs, she felt that she had kicked something. At that moment, her mind went blank when she realized it didn’t feel like the table’s legs. What did I just kick?

In that split second, Ethan looked at her with a thoughtful expression. When Josephine met his gaze, her face turned red since she realized she had accidentally kicked his legs!

Josephine bit her lips and smiled awkwardly at him. On the other hand, Ethan raised his wine glass and winked at her, indicating that it was fine.

hearing the proposal. Instead, he had his eyes on Josephine! Katrina also saw their

director. “A toast to you, Mr. Quarles.” Josephine

raised his glass and bumped it against hers. Just as Josephine was about to take a small sip, the vice director, Damien Posh, quickly said, “That’s not right, Josephine. You can’t just

at Ethan. I’m sure he will get me out of this mess. However, Ethan didn’t say anything and was waiting for her to do as Damien said! She could tell that he was in

or else she would have thrown up. What is

telling Ethan to eat while getting up and pouring him some alcohol, seemingly as if she was

to bear a grudge.

the other hand, Katrina could only watch as Josephine entertained Ethan while she sat in the

moment, she was upset. After all, Ethan didn’t care for her. I might as well just drink to my death,