Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Nigel was fully focused on his game when he felt a pair of eyes on him. He could feel the intensity of the staring. He put his
phone away and eyed Queenie as he asked curtly, “Am I handsome?”
The woman who had been caught in the act didn’t feel embarrassed in the slightest. She nodded her head and said, “You’re
quite handsome! Don’t you know that?”
He was speechless. It went without saying that he knew that, but the way she was ogling at him made him suspect that she had
ulterior motives! Nigel remembered that he didn’t lock the door to his room last night. He made a mental note to do it tonight.
Since Queenie was done with dinner, he called the waiter over to settle the bill. They started heading back down to the car. She
followed him into the elevator and burped before she could stop herself.
Mortified, she quickly covered her mouth, but she kept burping from time to time. She turned scarlet from embarrassment.
Nigel did his best to stop himself from chuckling. Even when they got to the car, she was still burping, so he passed her a bottle
of water and commented a little irritatedly, “Why did you gorge yourself at dinner?”
Queenie was a little upset. It was hard for her to get a chance to eat, so she had to eat as much as she could! Her burping died
down after drinking some water, and now that she was full, she began to feel sleepy again. Her eyes began to glaze over a little
from the night breeze and the flurry of street lights flashing past. She gripped the seatbelt tightly and leaned against the window
as she dozed off.
The car came to a stop at a traffic light. Nigel looked to the side and saw a sleeping beauty beside him. The street lights softened
her features and made her look like a delicate fairy who had never seen the evils of the world. One look at her and everyone
could tell that this woman grew up in a sheltered environment and had been doted on her whole life.

Nigel kept staring at Queenie to the point that he didn’t even notice when the traffic light had turned green. He snapped out of it
once the car behind him honked, and he cursed under his breath before driving off.
As for Queenie, she slept soundly and didn’t wake up throughout the entire trip back.
Meanwhile, at Manson’s Group main hotel, a couple came to book a room, and the receptionists working at the reception desk
kept sneaking glances at the female guest. They were shocked.
Isn’t that Queenie Silverstein? Didn’t she just leave? Why did she come back to book a room with a man?
However, they were soon thankful that they didn’t try to greet her because the name on the identification card read ‘Bonnie
Silverstein.’
After watching the couple head toward the elevators, one of the receptionists exclaimed, “She looks so similar to Queenie!” “I
know, right?! I nearly said hi to her. Thank goodness I held myself back.” “Do you think they’re twins?”
“You could be right. Both their last names are Silverstein.” The lobby manager looked over, and those at the reception desk
immediately fell silent. After all, they weren’t supposed to gossip about guests at the hotel.