Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“It’s inconvenient for me.” Josephine firmly rejected her. Katrina immediately put aside her pride and begged, “Please just give me a ride, Josephine!”

However, Josephine couldn’t be bothered ast she announced, “You should take a cab.” After she said that, she went to her car, which happened to be right next to her. Opposite her car was a row of VIP parking spaces, where the red sports car stayed there under the dazzling lights like a noble princess.

Katrina was so angry she quietly stomped her foot and cursed at Josephine. Josephine sat in the driver’s seat while Ethan adjusted the passenger seat. He had to adjust the seat’s position because of his mile-long legs. The man, standing a frame of six feet three, looked like he was struggling to worm his way into this mini-BMW.

Josephine then pressed the ignition switch, only to hear the engine letting out sounds of protest. The car simply wouldn’t start. “What the hell?” She was utterly confused. The car was working just fine this morning, but now the engine wouldn’t even start!

Oh dear car of mine, please don’t embarrass me, she thought to herself. Am I running out of luck in front of a hottie? This is so humiliating!

her as it made a few muffled noises despite

I drove here this. morning, but I can’t get it to start now.” Josephine started getting anxious. She didn’t know a thing about car repairs, as her father was always the

she muttered. Seeing this, the

stared at the sports car. “But I’ve never driven a sports car!” “I’ll teach you.” Ethan

She couldn’t help feeling frustrated at the thought that this situation was forcing

now,” she answered. It. seemed like she had no choice but to go to the restaurant in the car Ethan gave

her purse and bag of documents before she handed the bag containing the car keys to Ethan. To her surprise, Ethan

driving,” he mentioned in a low voice. ‘I… I really don’t know how to.” Josephine

know how after I show you the ropes.” He smilingly went to open the door to the passenger’s seat and got in. Feeling

understood him immediately. She eventually turned her head and asked, “Aren’t you afraid of riding in a car driven by a female driver like me, Mr. Quarles?” He stifled a laugh and