Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Willow looked mischievously at Jasper with a raised eyebrow and said, “You didn’t say please.” “Please excuse me, Miss Presgrave,” he said through gritted teeth, his deep eyes locked onto her.

It was only then that she retracted her arm and made way. Although Jasper left, she felt at sense of disappointment instead. Troy blinked, then whipped around to look at Jasper’s receding figure. It had only been a few seconds, but Troy could sense that Jasper was not any ordinary man.

He then remembered Willow switching places on purpose, then blocking the man’s path intentionally, along with the conversation she shared with him. It felt like she was not chatting with him in earnest. Instead, she seemed to be provoking someone.

“Miss Presgrave, who was that just now?” Troy asked straightforwardly. She shook her head. “No one.” “It’s someone you like, isn’t it? I can’t believe there’s someone you can’t get.” He was interested in this matter. Willow, however, refused to admit it. ‘What? I’m not trying to get him.”

“Do you need help?” Troy, on the other hand, was intent on helping her get the man. She blinked. “You’ll help me?” “I can work perfectly with you as long as I’m in Averna.”

offer to help her. She felt it was not a bad idea, so she nodded and said, “All right. I’ll treat you to meals and stuff when you’re in Averna, so when I need you to put on an

they would not be attracted to each other but could have fun together regardless. Willow

200 guests turned up for the occasion, and every guest

who had just gotten out of confinement, into the hall. Standing before the tall and handsome man, she wore a gray evening dress that looked gentle and elegant. Her long hair framed

The guests were amazed at the young child of the Presgrave Family, who

pink, and even though his tiny face was plump, he looked very much like his father. Willow brought Troy over to look at her

feel a little stressed, so she took Troy out for a drive. As the night fell, they sat in a high-class bar, gazing at

in a daze, Troy, sitting next to her, had the urge to help her. “If you miss him so much, just

princess of the Presgrave Family. She was perfect in terms of background, looks, and personality, so what man would

her. Willow picked up the wine glass and took a sip from it. However, somewhere nearby, a paparazzi who had managed to get in spotted them. He quickly raised his phone