Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Shirley frowned. He wanted her to accompany him outside? Wasn’t she supposed to stay and serve him in his residence?

Why would she need to accompany him. outside? She couldn’t help but feel nervous. Could it be that she had to accompany him to meet some political figures? What if she encountered her great-uncle? Wouldn’t that expose everything?

Could she not go? Shirley wondered in her heart.

However, she could only decide tomorrow morning. As she lay in bed, she couldn’t fall asleep. Her mind was filled with the sparring session with Zacharias tonight. Every move she made seemed flawless, but this man effortlessly blocked them. It was evident that his strength and speed far surpassed hers.

The terrifying power of this man lay in the fact that, in his usual demeanor, it was impossible. to tell that he was exceptionally strong in martial arts. He appeared to be a cultured politician. It was like he was an iceberg- dangerous and hidden beneath a calm exterior. People saw only the sharp tip above the water’s surface, while there was even more terrifying strength below the sea.

Shirley forced herself to fall asleep. Early in the morning, she received a command on her phone. ‘Assemble outside the mansion at 8.00AM She arrived five minutes early and asked the captain, “Captain, where are we going?”

foreign guest today. Your task is to pretend

relief. Fortunately, he was only meeting a foreign guest, which should

exuded a mature and imposing aura. She coincidentally met his gaze, causing her heart to skip a beat. She was just an intern replacing someone else, after all, so she felt a bit uneasy. Zacharias’ gaze seemed too sharp, and she decided to avoid direct eye contact with him in the

a car to get in when the captain called her, “Imogen, you and Mr.

same car as Zacharias?

there was already another bodyguard

just been thinking about how far she could stay away from this man, but fate

focused on reading documents. He wore a gray vest with the shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular arms and the prestigious watch on

teacup there. Considering he seemed engrossed in the documents, Shirley decided to remain silent while waiting for the convoy to

for the first time. In the car, she couldn’t help but look out of

didn’t notice the man beside her casting her a meaningful glance. There was a faint smile tinged with a hint of playfulness playing on his

was guided by precise traffic control. After the car came to a stop, the captain and the other bodyguards formed at secure perimeter before shielding