Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 685

“I’ll make a move first.” Katrina left as she did not want to disturb the woman.

She took out her phone and began making a series of phone calls. “What’s the matter?” asked the man on the other end.

“I received Bourgeois’ endorsement, so how are you going to help me celebrate, Young Master Jacob?” she asked proudly.

“I’ll pick a hotel to celebrate tonight,” Jacob answered.

Katrina cheerfully replied as she thought to herself, His last name is Presgrave, but Jacob Presgrave is just another second generation nouveau riche?

In the evening, while she was being held in Jacob’s arms, she voiced the questions that were going through her mind. “Jacob, you said you called Elliot Presgrave your cousin. Why is he extremely wealthy

when your family is very low-profile?” she asked.

“You mean to say that our family has no money, right?” He snorted coldly.

“Of course, your family is wealthier than the common people, but you can’t compare to Elliot Presgrave!” she exclaimed quickly.

With a sigh of annoyance, Jacob remarked, “If Old Madam Presgrave hadn’t lived so long, we might have already been on the Presgrave Group’s board of directors. My father stated that when the old woman passes away, our family would become wealthy sooner or later.”

“Really?” Katrina’s eyes widened as she realized she couldn’t afford to let him go in this situation.

“Once that old woman has passed away and Anastasia Tillman is the principal of the company, heck, what does she know?” He sneered.

She was still unconvinced. Why does Anastasia Tillman, who used to live in a run-down rented house abroad, now serve as President of Bourgeois and manage the company?

She actually looked forward to the day Anastasia would have a run of bad luck because it would definitely leave Katrina with loads of relief.

Back at the hospital, three days flew past in what seemed like the blink of an eye while Sophia was there with her parents. She had forgotten something due to her father’s debt-which was to return to Arthur Weiss’ side.

Therefore, she received a call from that man at that moment.

“Hello! Please extend my leave for two more days, Mr. Weiss,” she asked instead because she couldn’t understand what the other party was saying.

“What? Is your father in critical condition?” he inquired flatly.