Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“We should clean the place before he comes back. I’ll do his bedroom and the study while you do everywhere else,” Corinne said imperiously. Shirley nodded. “Sure. Let’s begin, then.”

Corinne went upstairs. Shirley found the tool shed in the backyard and took the cleaning tools out. Then, she came to the lounge and looked at the house around her. There was resignation in her heart. Still, her captain was right. Zacharias’ taking over as vice president was controversial, and it exposed danger to him. Protection and security were imperative for him.

Every single person assigned to him had to be on full alert. No one could bear the consequences should anything happen to him.

So, she forcefully cheered herself up and started cleaning. Since she had enough stamina, cleaning wasn’t hard work for her. She started from the top floor and worked her way down. When she went past the master bedroom, she could hear Corinne cleaning up inside.

Shirley cleaned meticulously for an hour. Soon, she was already on the second floor. She sat before the banister and cleaned a wooden sculpture. Unfortunately for her, it was small and smooth. So, when she wiped it just a little bit harder, the sculpture flew out of her hand. It was then that the front door swung open, and in came a tall, regal figure. The sculpture promptly hit his head.

shocked, and her heart sank. She ran down the stairs and quickly approached the man. She blurted in worry, “Are you alright, Mr.

cold as ice, and he was staring at Shirley in frustration. “Who are you?” Zacharias frowned. The look in his

low. “I’m sorry. I’m your

to one person all her life. Not even her great-uncle,

think you’re more like an assassin.” Zacharias harrumphed in

I won’t accept slander.” It was just a little sculpture, and she only lost grip because it was too small. And he says I’m

bold as to argue with him. They might

down and approached Zacharias. “Welcome home, Mr. Flintstone. You’re probably tired. I’ll make you

at Corinne coolly, then stared at Shirley. “You make

divided our work. I’m the one taking up the job of making tea,” argued Corinne. Zacharias shot her a look. “I’m the one dividing the work in my

in acceptance. “Of course,