Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Before meeting her, he had never complained about such things, but after meeting her, he realized that the long night was too endless and it wasn’t a good thing.

Shirley quickly took a shower and got into bed. She needed to sleep early so that she looked good when meeting Cole tomorrow.

She woke up early the next morning. She usually wore a bit of light makeup, but today, she put more effort into it. Moreover, she didn’t wear the uniform but chose her usual clothes. It was a pink coat too.

She had a pair of straight and slender legs that looked good in any pants. Today, she wore tight-fitting black pants, a high-necked white sweater, and a pink coat, which gave off the vibrant aura of a youthful college girl.

Shirley thought that Zacharias had already left, but when she went downstairs, she found that he was still sitting on the couch. She couldn’t help but clear her throat slightly. “Mr. Flintstone, I’ll be leaving first.”

Zacharias saw her in this outfit and his ink- black eyes widened slightly. This girl has even dressed up specially to meet that man.

He liked this outfit and her long hair cascading down her shoulders added a touch of sweetness to her. Any man would like it.

“Are you going for a date dressed like this?” Zacharias raised an eyebrow and asked.

it. “No. I’m just going home.” After saying that, she

deep breath, feeling that the

me. I want to know who

need me to take pictures for

“Yes.”

“Sure.”

of all the intimate activities between her and that person,” Zacharias instructed. Roy was startled that Zacharias knew Imogen was

other end, Shirley started the car and set off. Her mood was the most

she could go back and spend some time with her grandmother before meeting

see her granddaughter, but her sharp eyes

going on? Is there a lot of pressure in the Flintstone Residence? Didn’t you just go there for an internship?” Ava asked

It’s good and

about the food?” Ava asked

have a

asked. “Grandma, I didn’t lose weight. I’m doing well. I’m going to have a meal with a friend

couldn’t help asking, “Is it a

a boy.” Shirley still couldn’t lie in front