Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 35

Anastasia stopped laughing and looked at her son earnestly. “Jared, let’s not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you all by herself.”

“Grandpa said that it’s not right of my daddy to avoid taking responsibility, though. He has to be responsible toward you and me,” the little boy said with an adult-like expression.

Anastasia was speechless. Why did her father talk about such things with her son?

“Grandpa said that he will grow old and one day won’t be able to take care of us anymore.”

She could now feel the tears coming. Her father was worried that he would grow old and frail, hence unable to take care of her and her son. She tried to suppress the tears as she responded, “Be good, Jared. I’ll become strong and take care of both you and Grandpa.”

“Okay. I’ll also grow up quickly and be very tall, so I can take care of Mommy and Grandpa.” With that, the little guy returned to scarfing down his dinner.

Anastasia’s heart softened at his words. Her son was everything to her, so she absolutely must build a protective environment for him.

The next day was a Saturday.

It was early in the morning and she thought she wouldn’t have to go to work, but then she received a call from Felicia.

why aren’t you here for

have to?” Anastasia sat up and placed her hand to her forehead as she

out the newest release soon. It’s customary to work overtime during these few

I bring my son to

agreed, for she knew Anastasia was a single

her son up with kisses

me to the office for

guy seemed to be still half-asleep, but

had bought some bread on the way for breakfast and it was already 9:50AM when she

was bringing in coffee when she saw the cute

my goodness! He’s too

with jeans. His black hair had covered his full little forehead and a pair of huge bright eyes

you were still in your mother’s stomach? They’re so long and curly!” Grace said

say that the

with her head lowered, Grace took the opportunity to reach out with

“Miss, can you stop pinching my cheeks?

sorry. Your face is just so squishy that I couldn’t help it.

a call from Felicia. “Come to my office for

office for a

problem.” Grace gestured with an

of Bourgeois, a low key yet luxurious Bentley had just pulled up whereby Elliot