Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Josephine, I know that Katrina has gone overboard this time, but as long as you withdraw the charges against her, I assure you that I’ll fire her, and she’ll disappear from your life. Also, I’ll compensate you appropriately and ask her to apologize to you,’ Atticus promised..

Unfortunately, Josephine could feel her blood boiling in her veins this time as she sneered, “Mr. Kowalski, this matter has breached my bottom line and you can forget that I’ll ever settle this matter peacefully. If you have any opinions against me, then I’ll submit my resignation first thing tomorrow morning. I’ll leave the company!”

“No, Josephine. That’s not what I mean. I’m not asking you to leave. I just want to know if we can settle this matter in private. After all, we’re colleagues and I would like you to make an exception for my sake.”

“No, I will not. Not only Katrina but Tori is involved in this as well. Please ensure that Tori is also well taken care of. If she remains in the company, I’ll resign as well. I do not want to see these two as long as I continue working here,” Josephine threatened.

Atticus gulped. It didn’t matter who resigned, but that person should never be Josephine! Otherwise, Ethan would be the one asking for him to tender his resignation. “Is there really no other solution, Josephine?”

from tossing her into prison. Also, my grandfather is still hale and hearty, so I won’t be allowing anyone to pull any connections

and could only let Katrina pay the price for her actions. “Okay,

cleaning herself in the hotel bathtub, retching from time to time. Even if she didn’t end up in jail, the Heavens had bestowed upon her a different punishment because of what she did

a spacious and bright office that he didn’t usually use for work. Instead, he was here for fun. Right after he arrived, he checked the list of phone number extensions next to the phone. He narrowed his eyes as he carefully scanned the list until he found Josephine’s extension number and dialed it with

had only sat down for a few minutes after that farce of a meeting when the phone on her desk started ringing, and she instinctively

my office upstairs,” a husky male voice said. Josephine’s beautiful eyes widened a little. “Mr. Quarles?” “Yes. Eighteenth floor,” he replied. “Are you here to work?” The man showing up at the

button for the eighteenth floor and went all the way up. The eighteenth floor was reserved for higher management, and she didn’t know

pick her up. She had her head lowered as she trotted to him. Her entire demeanor made him grin in

door, slumped back lazily on the couch, and answered,

head at him and was stunned to silence for a few seconds. Is this guy okay? Why did he buy me a sports car? “No!

it will be delivered in the afternoon. What am I going to do if you won’t accept it?” She blinked as she