Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“I’m Ezekiel Weiss,” he said, casually introducing himself.

“Mr. Weiss, may I ask about your current occupation?” Sera felt a subtle triumph. The negotiation seemed to be going well.

Ezekiel glanced at Harmony beside him and, on a whim, said, “I’m currently unemployed. Just wandering around.”

Harmony turned to him in surprise. “You’re unemployed?”

“Yeah, I’m jobless.” Ezekiel nodded.

“Mr. Weiss, here’s the thing. I believe you possess exceptional qualities in various aspects. If you’re interested, you can become my artist. I’ll be willing to sign you at a generous price,” Sera proposed bluntly.

“Sorry, I don’t plan on becoming an artist.” Ezekiel declined politely.

momentarily taken aback, not expecting this handsome man to reject the offer. However, she discerned a nuance- Ezekiel’s gaze occasionally

might be currently without a job, he had to hail from a wealthy background. His custom-tailored suit and high- end watch were far from ordinary. He appeared here despite affording a seven-star presidential suite in his home country. Sera had instantly seen

seemed Ezekiel wasn’t here because he was down and out, but

that’s a shame. No worries, I’m not interested in forcing someone to do my bidding. Harmony and I will attend Fashion Week tomorrow. Then, we’ll

an eyebrow in interest. “You’re leaving the day after

remarked lightly,

a call from Harmony’s assistant. She deliberately picked up the call and answered with feigned irritation, exclaiming, “Hello… What? Our artist’s red carpet participation has been canceled? How can you people

Ezekiel. “Mr. Weiss, do you perhaps

her beautiful eyes, wondering what Sera was up to. Why was she

didn’t even hesitate as he answered, “I

much!” Sera exclaimed with enthusiasm. “I’ll be leaving Harmony in your care

Even though he knew Sera was using him, he didn’t see the need to expose and

take up any more of your time, Mr. Weiss,” Sera said while swinging the door open.

Harmony seized the opportunity to inquire, “Sera, what was all that

her arm, a gleam of delight in her eyes. “Look, Mr. Weiss is no ordinary man. Although he claims to be unemployed, he has to be some rich young master with power and influence. Our