Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

Chapter 1430

Chapter 1430

Hed have to bring the girl home-his house was the safest place he could think of So, Nigel drove his car back hand parked it in

his garage. When he opened the back door, he smelled a muddy steach that cfrom the dirty water that the girl was soaked in

carlier. “Hey! Get out of the car.” Nigel pinched his nose as he urged the girl to wake up.

Queenie opened her eyes. She was still dazed and drowsy as she looked at her surroundings, and she only recalled her plan when

she saw the man standing before her cycs. “Is this your house?” She looked around before she helped herself out of the car. She

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was in the garage of what seemed like a grand-looking place. Nigel stuck his hands into his pockets as he walked toward the

elevator.

“Did you see my phone? Queenie asked as she tagged along behind the man. Nigel frowned as he recalled how she hadn't been

holding anything in her hand when he carricd her into the car carlier. “No,” he replied flatly Qucenic felt rather helpless for a

moment, but she figured that the skies were telling her to survive on her own. Fine! I'll accept my fate.

Qucenic was shocked when the clevator headed all the way up to the third floor. “You'll be sleeping in the third guest room

tonight,” Nigel said as he stepped out of the elevator.

“Do you have women's clothing in your house? Qucenie couldn't bear the stench on her clothes. and she felt the urge to shower

immediately, “No!” the man replied almost instantly. She gave him a dumbfounded stare. | cant believe this handsome, young

master of the Manson Family doesn? have a single set of female clothing at his place! / bet someone as handsand rich as him

would bring a lot of girls back home, righi?

You can have one of my sleeping robes for now. I'll get my assistant to bring you sclothes

tomorrow.” Nigel wasn't lying-no girls visited his place, and it was even rarer for his mother to drop by. So, why would he have any

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women’s clothing. It was late at night, and he didn’t want his assistant to drop by at this hour as he was worried that his assistant

might go around spreading rumors. He didn’t want anyone to misunderstand the relationship between him and Queenie.

“Sure. Thanks!” Queenie was quick to agree to his suggestion. She headed down the corridor to the third guest room. The room

was clean and tidy-it was even better than what she would find in a five-star hotel. Queenie grew up in a sheltered and wealthy

household, so she wasn’t too surprised by what she saw. She headed into the shower and started washing her hair.

After showering for nearly thirty minutes, Queenie cout in her bathrobe. She blew her hair dry, and strands of hair framed her

sharp and small face. Her lashes were naturally curled, and her lips were a light shade of pink. She had a pointed nose and smooth

skin that made her look like she was using a camera filter. Her overall look gave off a rather natural and sweet aura.

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