Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Who allowed that brat to do this to you? Who adopted her and her brother back
when her parents died? What an ingrate who bites the hand that feeds her!”
Olivia swore loudly before attempting to take out her phone. I've got to bite her
head off for this!

Selena stopped her, saying, “Mom, don’t call her first. There's one other thing
that I want to tell you.” Olivia sat down again.

Selena’s eyes reddened. She said, “Mom, the man I love, he... he actually loves
Ellen! I can't resign myself to this!”

“Who are you talking about?” For a moment, Olivia wasn't sure who her daughter
was in love with “Who else can it be? It's our boss, of course!”

Olivia was astounded. “Y-You mean that Young Master Jared? Are you saying
he’s in love with Ellen?”

Selena replied, “I didn’t believe it at first, but today... When I went to Ellen in the
office this morning, he said he loved her and warned me not to bully her. Mom, in
what way am I inferior to her?” She was aggrieved and upset, but at the same
time, she was also resentful.

“Stop crying, sweetheart,” Olivia said, comforting Selena while holding her in her
arms. At the same time, she looked surprised and anxious. Is there such a
coincidence?

That Young Master Jared is in love with Ellen? Don't tell me that ghosts really do
exist in the world and that this is the work of Ellen’s dead brother? “Your dad is to
blame for this, too. I told him not to get Ellen into that company, but he insisted
on doing so,” she said resentfully.

Upon hearing this, Selena couldn't help but look up in surprise. “Mom, what did
you say? You mean it was Dad who got Ellen into the Presgrave Group?”
Seeing that she had let it slip, Olivia had no choice but to admit, “Yeah, that's
right. Your dad got Ellen a job at that company while he was pulling strings for
you.”

Selena replied, “How could he do that? It was me who wanted to work there.
Why did he have to get Ellen into the company as well?” She was beside herself
with rage after listening to this. If Ellen hadn't joined the Presgrave Group, she
wouldn't have met Jared, and these things wouldn't have happened.

Olivia replied, “It's your dad's fault indeed.” She was vexed, too. I should've
stopped him back then. Now I have shot myself in the foot. To think Ellen and
Young Master Jared hit it off so quickly as to fall in love with each other!

No, I can’t let her and Young Master Jared become a couple. no matter what, or
what happened before will certainly be found out. “Mom, I hate her guts,” Selena
sobbed in Olivia's arms.

“That little brat will come to a bad end.” Olivia was resentful, too. At the same
time, she was even more afraid of Ellen, fearing that she would learn about the
truth of what had happened back then and that she would take away everything
that they owned right now.

Meanwhile, in the restaurant... Ellen obediently explained the incident in the
morning where she had lied to Selena that Jared had a girlfriend.

Jared had forgotten about it long ago. Instead, he thought she was doing the
right thing. She's keeping me from being pestered by other women. “Alright, let
bygones be bygones!” he said, ending the subject. Then, he asked, “Are you still
gonna quit your job, then?”

Ellen asked him in reply, “Do I really have to pay eight million in breach-of-
contract damages if I resign?”

Jared nodded. “The breach-of-contract damages for your job are more than eight
million.”

Ellen involuntarily gulped at once. Then, thinking that she wouldn't suffer any
losses if she didn't quit her job, she replied with a wave of her hand, “I won't quit
my job, then. I'll keep on working until you sack me on your own initiative!”
There's no way I can afford such an exorbitant amount of breach-of-contract
damages.

Jared couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter. “Seems like you're quite
sensible.” Ellen let out a wry laugh. “I'm just doing what suits me best at the
time.” “Are you free this Friday night?” Jared asked her.

Ellen pondered for a moment. She didn’t have to work extra hours on Friday
night, nor did she have anything else to deal with. So, she nodded, saying, “I am.
Is there anything I can do for you, President Presgrave?”

“Attend a dinner party with me.” “What dinner party?” Ellen was startled; she had
never attended such an upper-class dinner party. “A charity dinner.”

Ellen’s cheeks burned. She couldn't help but say honestly, “President Presgrave,
I've never attended dinner parties before, so I'm afraid I'll make you look bad.
Why don’t you invite someone else instead?”