Night of Destiny

On Thursday, Anastasia had taken a half-day leave and moved all of her luggage from the apartment to her new place with Francis’ help. While Francis went to pick Jared up, she started decorating the house in peace. Since there was a mall downstairs that allowed Anastasia to get all her daily necessities, everything was progressing smoothly.

At night, she cooked and made them a hearty meal. From now onward, they had a place where they belonged within the city. “Dad, how's your company’s growth recently?” Anastasia asked curiously.

“Everything is progressing smoothly! We've recently gotten a deal that can give us about 100 million in profit if we are able to get our hands on the project.”

Hearing that, Anastasia felt happy for Francis. Seeing how Francis wasn’t getting any younger, he would be apprehensive if the company’s operation wasn’t smooth.

Suddenly, Francis looked at Anastasia and asked in all seriousness, “Anastasia, are you planning to continue your venture in the designing field forever? Have you never thought of learning how to manage a company?”

Immediately, Anastasia caught onto what Francis was implying. Does he want me to take over his company? | guess he’s anxious now that he’s almost reaching his sixties.

“| don’t think I’m good at that, Dad,” Anastasia replied in a self-deprecating manner.

“Well, at least you’re more mature than Erica, and I’d feel more relieved if the company is in your hands,” Francis explained truthfully, as Erica had been completely spoiled by Naomi and didn’t know how to do anything other than spending his money.

“You're still young, though. Why don’t you decide again in two years, Dad? I'd still have to wait until Jared gets bigger before | have the time to help you out anyway,” Anastasia suggested after pondering for a moment.

Although Francis was just asking, he was still happy to know that Anastasia had plans to help him out. “Alright. I'll manage the company for two more years before | make the decision to let you take over the company, then.”

—At this moment, Anastasia looked up at Francis and noticed his graying sideburns before realizing that her father was really starting to get older now.

On the other hand, Hayley had invited Alice, Anastasia’s competitor this time, to have a meal at a restaurant. Then, she told Alice about how Anastasia was already set to be the winner of the International Jewelry Design Competition this time.

“How did you find out about that, Miss Seymour? Are you sure?” Alice questioned with visible anger in her eyes.

“| can assure you that my sources are accurate. If you want to win the competition fairly or even stand out among others in Bourgeois, you need to remove Anastasia. If not, the person who will outshine everyone in the company will definitely be her,” Hayley declared with a sharp glint in her eyes.

“How is that even possible?!” Alice harrumphed.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Miss Thompson, I’m not trying to scare you, but you'll only be able to surpass her if you leave Bourgeois, or Anastasia will surely overshadow you.”

“Miss Seymour, I’m guessing that this is not the main reason why you invited me out!” Alice was smart enough to catch on to the hidden meaning.

“| know you hate Anastasia, and | do, too. | want her to leave Bourgeois, and | really hope that she won't be able to stay in the jewelry designing industry any longer, so I’m hoping that you can partner up with me.”

Obviously, Alice knew why Hayley hated Anastasia. How could she, as President Presgrave’s girlfriend, not hate Anastasia when Anastasia and President Presgrave kept flirting around with each other in the company? Thus, she agreed without any hesitation. “Sure. I’m willing to work together with you, Miss Seymour, but what can | do?”

Hayley already had an answer to Alice’s question. “Do you know the chairman of the company that is sponsoring the

International Jewelry Design Competition this year?”

As Alice had wide connections in the designing field, she actually did know who the chairman that Hayley mentioned was. The chairman was a notorious pervert that had once tried to ask her to a meal, wanting to help her expand her connections, but she had rejected him.

“| have his contact number, and | can contact him anytime.”

Hayley smirked with satisfaction. “I’m planning to get Anastasia and him in one bed before taking a picture of it and revealing it during the awards ceremony. By then,

she definitely won't be able to win any awards and will even be a laughingstock in the designing field. What do you think?”

Although Alice thought that the plan was risky, she really couldn’t stand Anastasia any longer. If Anastasia was really set to be the winner of the competition this time internally, the reward of a million would end up in her pockets, and that didn’t sit right with Alice.

“Sure! I’m willing to help you by asking the chairman out, but how can you get Anastasia to fall into the trap?” Alice asked curiously.

“| have my own ways. Ask the chairman out this Saturday at night and set up the surveillance camera beforehand. I'll definitely get Anastasia to show up in his bed in time.”