Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

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But she heaved a sigh of relief when she saw who it was. Her eyes felt dry, so she rubbed them. She

then picked the files up and waved them in the air. “Doing overtime.”

He approached her and took a seat beside her. “Do you really work so slow?”

“This is my first job. I have no experience at all.” Queenie typed a few strings of numbers and huddled

closer to the screen so she could confirm it was the right number.

Nigel stared at her in awe. Any boss would feel annoyed seeing her work so slowly. She spent a whole

day just transferring these files’ info into the system?

Queenie turned around. “So why did you come back?”

“Pack your stuff and clock out. Leave these for Cecily. You’re coming with me

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for all the appointments I have to handle.” And then he asked, “Did you have dinner already?”

“No, Oh, I owe you a few dinners, so this one’s on me.” She smiled and stood up. but then her calves

cramped up from her sitting too long.

“God, my legs are cramped.” She held the edges of the table and sat back down. massaging her

calves.

Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I just

consider marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment.

‘Help me up, Mr. Manson,’ Queenie pleaded. He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she

stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but her legs were still numb.

‘Don’t come to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted. Queenie stared at him. “Why?”

“You’re not a good assistant. You’re fired,” he said coldly.

Is he looking down on me? She bit her lip. “Fine, I quit. I don’t think I’m fast enough for the job. I don’t

wanna waste your money,” she agreed right away.

Queenie waited for him at the office’s doorstep, and he came out holding a document. The moment he

saw her, a smile curled his lips. She was beautiful. curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shone

on her almost made her look like an angel, and there was not an ounce of darkness in her eyes. Purity

was all that existed.

Beauties were a dime a dozen in this society, but Queenie felt different from those ladies. Nigel

narrowed his eyes calmly, but there was a hint of admiration in them. When he went by Queenie, he

said coolly, ‘Let’s go.”

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She followed him to the car park, and he asked, “Did you drive to work?””

“Yeah.” “Get in my car,” he demanded. Queenie didn’t object and went into the passenger seat,

thereafter Nigel drove them to a restaurant he picked. Queenie was starving. She had cafeteria food

that afternoon, but it wasn’t filling. Work exhausted her as well, so she wolfed down the food they

ordered.

Nigel smiled. Every woman would put on the act of elegance when they were in his presence, but only

she would show him her real self. She doesn’t want me to take her food, huh?

At this moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and snapped. ‘What the hell do you want?’

‘Bonnie and I love each other. Don’t give me any trouble this Friday.” Leslie warned coldly. Queenie put

her cutlery down and sneered, “Listen here, Leslie. Bonnie is my sister. You slept with her, so you’d

better not dump her.”

Leslie asked hoarsely, ‘You’re giving your blessing? To us?”