Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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“Dad, | miss you. | miss you so much.” Anastasia looked on while standing in front of the French window, knowing full well that Erica's tears were all crocodile tears.

Meanwhile, in a downtown shopping mall, a stylishly-dressed Hayley was holding Alex's arm and shopping with her face mask on. Her face had gone under the knife, but it was still pretty.

Alex had cto like Hayley as well. Having a way with men, she indulged all his desire for fulfillment when he was with her.

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“This shirt is nice. Try it on.” “It's too pricey.” Alex didn’t feel like trying it on when he saw the price tag.

However, Hayley tugged at his hand, saying, “No, that won't do. You have to try it on. You're not Mr. Hunter anymore.

You're now President Hunter.” Alex was instantly pleased by the look of adoration and admiration in her eyes. He tried the shirt on, after which she paid for it with his money, which he spent willingly. Erica could never give him this kind of feeling. Despite marrying him, she always looked down on him. Only Hayley could tickle his vanity.

Getting very sentimental at this moment, he suggested, “Hayley, once | get money from Tillman Constructions, let's buy a house by the sea. We'll get married, have kids, and live out our lives there in retirement, okay?” “Sure! | can't wait to enjoy such a life with you.” “Givesmore time. Once | get the money, I'll quit right away. I'll divorce: Erica and marry you.” “Alright, I'll wait for you patiently.” Hayley smiled with smugness in her eyes. Anastasia will never know that I'll be spending her father’s money for the rest of my life, she thought to herself.

On the other hand, Erica left the hospital.

and went back to the Tillman Residence. What was once a cozy hfor her was now devoid of warmth. All that was left was a servant who was still in employment, who took care of the housekeeping and cooked meals for her.

d you “Welcback, Miss Erica. Would y like something to eat?” asked Mrs. Garner.

Erica sat on the sofa. She missed Naomi and wanted to get her out of police custody. Otherwise, with the evidence Anastasia was holding, Naomi would definitely be sentenced to jail. She could only be released if Anastasia relented and dropped the case against her. Anastasia is so uncompromising in her stand, and she hates Mom. There's no way she'll let Mom off, thought Erica.

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The thought made her feel anxious and unsettled. Just then, the doorbell rang.

Mrs. Garner got up and went outside to answer the door. When she saw a strange man outside the gate, she asked curiously, “Who are you looking for?” The man outside was in his early fifties, with a wrinkly face, a hunchback, and grayish-white hair. One could tell at a glance that he belonged to the underclass society.

“Excuse me, but does Naomi Lowell live here?” “Why are you asking for our madam?” Mrs. Garner asked with a hint of disdain in her voice as she somewhat looked down on the man.

“I've got something urgent to discuss with her.” Mrs. Garner dared not let him in carelessly, though. “Madam isn’t at home. Only Miss Erica is.” In the living room, Erica also wondered who was popping in on them. She waited for a long time, but Mrs. Garner didn't let the visitor in, so she had no choice but to cout on her own. “Who is it, Mrs. Garner?” “Miss Erica, it's a stranger. We don’t know him,” Mrs. Garner replied before looking at the man outside through the gate.

The man outside also looked at Erica through the gate. Suddenly, his eyes lit up with excitement. ‘You're Naomi’s daughter?” Erica looked at him before waving her hand in disgust. ‘Go away! Don’t cbegging at my door! The man outside was stunned. Grasping the railing tightly with both hands, he asked, ‘Are you really Naomi’s daughter?” “What does that have to do with you? Get lost, you damn beggar! Erica yelled crossly.

The man’s expression changed. “Can we talk, young lady? I've got something to ask you about.” “I don’t have tto talk to you.’ Erica. said before tugging at Mrs. Garner. Just ignore him.” The man watched as Erica left.

Then, he looked at the Tillinan Family’s mansion with a glint of greed in his eyes.

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