Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

‘I, Ethan Quarles, hereby certify that Josephine Jacobson is my girlfriend.’ This sentence came as a bombshell to the group. Silence ensued and no one dared to speak up for almost a minute. Even the voices that had previously criticized and suppressed Josephine disappeared. No one dared to question the man’s identity or the authenticity of his statement.

‘Are you Mr. Quarles?’ Katrina asked boldly. ‘Yes, came the concise response. At this moment, Josephine was staring at her phone, leaning on Ethan’s shoulder on the hotel couch as she happily read the messages in the group. She accidentally showed the chat to him, and Ethan insisted on joining the company’s group chat, leading to the current situation. ‘Hello, Mr. Quarles.”

‘Mr. Quarles, you’re so handsome.’ ‘Good afternoon, Mr. Quarles.’ Ethan’s appearance was a slap in the face for many people in the group, effectively making them shut their mouths and stopping them from gossiping.

Meanwhile, Katrina, who was seated at her desk in the company, couldn’t help but think about whether or not she should add Ethan on Telegram so they could chat privately.

Feeling bold, she gritted her teeth and sent him a friend request. However, after waiting for half an hour, there was no response from Ethan’s end. She couldn’t help but feel frustrated, wondering if Josephine had discovered her private request. Her face turned red out of embarrassment and she hoped Josephine didn’t know about it.

seen it yet? Maybe he will add me if he does! Ethan only said a few words in the group before disappearing, and the previously lively group was now subdued by his imposing presence. It caused the gossip-loving members to avoid chatting there, for fear that the boss might

group administrator announced, ‘Mr. Quarles has left the group.’ ‘What? Why did he leave? I wanted

to prove that Josephine is his girlfriend! Oh my God! He spoils her so much, another added.

to Josephine, Wren replied. ‘Goodness! This is awesome! I just clicked on his profile picture. That face of his is killing me!’ someone else texted. ‘He looks so good in the selfie.

good karma!’ At that moment, Josephine was holding Ethan’s cell phone. She was the one who had left the group for him. She understood everyone’s feelings. With him

as Josephine read the flood of messages that followed, she couldn’t help but feel amused and bemused. It seemed

again, and she couldn’t imagine what kind of treatment she would

left disappointed when he didn’t do so

to the restroom and check herself in the mirror. She knew she was beautiful, but why wouldn’t Ethan notice her? Why