Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Imogen’s smile disappeared as she watched Shirley accompany Zacharias into the lobby while she could only stand next to the bodyguard’s car and wait for orders.

The difference in treatment made her feel unjust. Shirley followed Zacharias to his office door, and he told her, “Come on in.”

And so, she entered with him as he turned around to order Freddie, “Two cups of tea.”

Then, Freddie asked an assistant to send the tea in while Zacharias sat on his chair, looking serious and confident, radiating a charismatic aura.

The assistant brought the cups in and placed one before Zacharias and the other in front of Shirley before leaving. Zacharias looked up and told Shirley, “Sit. You don’t need to be so tense here.”

“I’m here to work, not enjoy my time.” Shirley didn’t accept his preferential treatment.

Then, Shirley followed him and saw him seated in the middle of a grand couch while chatting politely

man exude a sense of dominance, causing the guests to treat him with

with a hint of a smile in his gaze, and she felt as if her mind would wander if she met

to eat with the guests while Shirley

you don’t need to stand on stage with

“Why?”

speech,” he stated. She blinked her eyes in confusion. So, he explained with a smile, “You

burned. “What does this have to do with me standing beside

stand beside him,” Freddie said matter-of-factly. Even though Shirley felt that wasn’t possible, she still

Barlowe has arranged for someone to stand beside Mr. Flintstone, so you needn’t worry.

course, she would trust in

needed some rest, and Shirley stood guard outside his

a problem?” she asked, to which he answered,

to hear him shut the door and lock it. She was stunned and glared at him. Why did he lock the