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Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

I knew it! She planned it from the start! She acted pitifully in front of him to make
him empathize with her. And here I am, thinking that he had fallen for her. Selena
was scornful.

Seeing how she believed in her words, Ellen began to let her storytelling shine
through. “President Presgrave is an empathetic man. Back then, Uncle Garrett
and the others were trying to rip me off when the demolition was confirmed. I
accidentally spilled the beans, and the rest is what you witnessed in the lobby.
He knew I was getting bullied, so he helped me out.”

Selena finally grasped the situation. No wonder President Presgrave is so
protective of her. He knew of her situation.

Ellen exclaimed, “He's been helping me so much, but I don’t know how to repay
his kindness. That's why I treated him to a meal. You were there too.”

It pricked Selena’s guilty conscience to recall that day. She coughed wryly. “I was
just hanging out with my friends. It was a coincidence.”

“I know. So, Selena, please do not misunderstand things between me and
President Presgrave. He did all that out of pity.”

Selena seemed to be in a good mood. At least, things were not as she thought.
She initially assumed that Ellen was going to be Jared's girlfriend and would look
down upon them the day she became a rich man’s wife. Now, it seemed like it
was a mere act out of pity and empathy, it was nothing remotely close to
affection.

“I bet you have his private contact number. Can you give it to me?” Selena
suddenly thought of getting in touch with Jared virtually. If I have his number, I
can flirt with him at times. What if I succeed?

Ellen shook her head immediately. “That's a big no-no. President Presgrave
personally highlighted that his contact number is solely for business. He will get
angry if we bother him with personal matters. Besides, he already has a
girlfriend. What if she gets jealous? That will put us in trouble.”

“I just wanna save his number. I won't bother him. Selena pouted. “Still, what if
you ticked off his nerves? He'll lash out at me for sure. I can’t do this, Selena.”
“Why are you such a coward?” Selena was perturbed.

“You don’t know how scary it was when he gets angry. I saw him getting mad at
an assistant who sent him documents for signatures. She even wept.”

The indifference on Jared's face whenever he was silent conjured in Selena’s
mind as though he had a danger sign on him. His sheer gaze could send chills
down one’s spine, let alone when he was in a foul mood.

“So, is there seriously no hope for us?” Selena was being hopeful. “We should
know our place, Selena. Forget it,” reminded Ellen.

Selena could not accept her fate after all those sweet dreams in which she got
married to Jared that she had during the night. Once she left the room, Ellen
instinctively sighed in relief. She thought of her own words, which did not seem to
be directed at Selena but at herself.

After all, it was enough to admire someone young and rich like Jared; one should
never ask him to reciprocate those feelings!

The next morning, Ellen urged Selena to get ready for work. The latter was
reluctant to get up from bed, but Ellen's persistence rendered her struggle
useless. In the end, they went to work together, with Ellen getting a free ride.
Upon arrival, she headed straight to the: presidential office. The tranquility filled
the whole floor, implying that she had attended. work too early.

“Woah.” In front of the French windows, she gaped at the picturesque scenery
vaguely hidden in the shroud of mist. Its surreal beauty could give one the
hallucination of being in a utopia.

Just as she was deeply absorbed by the scenery, a man’s voice resounded.
“Have you had breakfast?”

She turned her head in surprise to see Jared standing behind her. She
stammered with her speech, “P-President Presgrave, you're early today.”

He smiled. “I stayed for the night, and I'm on my way for breakfast. Wanna come
along?”

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