Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Nigel shifted his gaze to the road after he got in the car. At that moment, he caught sight of a black car in his rearview mirror. The car was quite some distance away, but he could tell that it was his cousin’s car. I’m glad I got here before him, Nigel thought. I want Elliot to witness my relationship with Anastasia so that he’ll know he doesn’t have a chance. Tonight, I’m going to use my actions to show Elliot that Anastasia belongs to me.

The sports car sped down the road while the man in the black car glared into the distance with a dark look in his eyes. No one could tell what was going on in his mind. Elliot felt a surge of anger bubbling in him as he thought about how the woman had rejected him so firmly. It turns out it was because she had already told someone else to pick her up, he thought.

Anastasia didn’t notice that someone else had come over to pick her up as she was distracted by other thoughts in her mind. Is Hayley going to be there? If she’s going to be there, then I don’t think I’ll stay for long. Since Elliot and Hayley used to have a thing, perhaps Old Madam Presgrave might prefer Hayley to be Elliot’s wife.

She didn’t know why she was troubling herself with all these pointless thoughts. While they were on the way to the dinner, Nigel told her his ideas about his office design, and he got some of her opinions. When she heard that it cost Nigel more than 50,000 to rent his office each month, she was utterly speechless! I hate rich people!

“Can you try saving up some of your dad’s money?” she asked in a concerned tone. He immediately burst into laughter. “I’m only spending so much because I know I have the ability to earn it back! Don’t worry about me, Anastasia!”

“I can’t even earn your one month’s worth of rent in one year,” she replied. Then, she thought about the 1 million that she had won. She still felt rather uneasy about taking the money.

“You can always ask me if you need any money,” Nigel told her in a sincere tone.

“I don’t need money. I have enough to spend on myself,” she replied with a smile. She could always adjust her lifestyle to fit her monthly income.

Finally, they arrived at the hotel for the charity dinner. The hotel belonged to the Mansons, and it looked extremely luxurious and exclusive. That was when Anastasia understood how rich Nigel truly was. When he got out of the car, he bumped into his father’s assistant. “Your dad is asking you to greet the guests, Young Master Nigel!” the assistant said.