Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Now he has found me and asked me to seek your forgiveness.”

“There’s no need to spare such a person. Deal with him as needed.”

“But he used to be your supporter and admirer. If we take action against him, will it affect your reputation?”

“There’s no need to consider my reputation. Clean out the pest.” Zacharias’ gaze was resolute and cold.

“All right. I’ll do as you wish.” the person on the other end said and hung up the phone.

Zacharias tossed his phone onto the couch and then went to the open kitchen counter. He took out some fruits from a box and washed and sliced them before carrying them upstairs with the coffee.

in her hands. He smiled lightly before placing the fruits and coffee on the table. Then, he entered the

was still very alert. She immediately opened her eyes and tried to sit up, but

up while holding the blanket he covered. her with. Upon seeing the fruits on the table, she felt a bit embarrassed. ‘I’m sorry.

here. Not superior and subordinate. Zacharias raised an

honored to be friends with you, Miss Lloyd.”

didn’t style his pompadour hair. He appeared relaxed and his hair hung over his forehead. Combined with his laid-back expression, he resembled a lazy but majestic lion.

but in the mountains, time seemed to slow down. Evening approached slowly. The

to watch him cook dinner. He insisted that she let him do it, and she couldn’t intervene. She stood by and watched him. skillfully pan-sear the steak, asparagus, broccoli, and

the man said to her. She went over to open the red wine and set the table. It seemed that they would have a romantic dinner

she was thinking about this, she suddenly froze. Wait a minute. How could she have a romantic dinner with

it were a romantic dinner, she should have it with Cole! Soon after, he brought out two well-plated dinners. It was simple but

something. Shirley hadn’t reacted yet when

to be a candlelight dinner tonight? She felt her

pitch black. There was only the sound of rain hitting the eaves. In the dining room of the wooden