Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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“I-l want to go, but...” Sophia was in a difficult position as she knew that Arthur definitely wouldn't let her do so.

“It's a rare opportunity, Sophia. All the youngsters will be there. It's going to be so much fun.” With a nod, she answered, “Letthink about it.” “Okay. We're leaving at nine and I'll cto you by then.” As Jacob said that, a person sat down on the chair that he was holding.

It was Arthur; he had returned.

An awkward Jacob released his grip on the chair and said to Sophia, “I'll be waiting for you, Sophia!” She saw Jacob return to his seat, and only then did she turn to look at the man beside her. “Young Master Weiss, can | discuss something with you?” ‘Go ahead.” Arthur replied coldly.

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“I heard that there's a night sea tour tonight. Can | go? she asked softly.

“No.” He rejected her without thinking twice.

So merciless! She sighed upon hearing that. Although she knew that he wouldn't agree to it, she couldn’t help but show her disappointment. ‘But | really want to go.” Arthur pretended not to hear her and continued drinking his wine.

It was already late, and those elders had. already left and gone to rest. On the contrary, the youngsters had just started their nightlife. The firework show tonight, as well as the night sea tour, were all activities worth going to..

Jared was behaving well tonight too. He followed Nigel back to the man’s mansion since there were his favorite Legos and games there.

On the other hand, Anastasia had cto Mason's table and was chatting with him. No one knew where Katrina went and the other Presgraves had already gone back. Anastasia and Mason were the only two left sitting at the table.

“I hope you're having a good time, Mason. | apologize if there’s any inconvenience caused.” Anastasia was extremely busy today, so she couldn’t talk much with him.

“I'm glad enough to be able to participate in your wedding. There’s no need to givespecial treatment,” Mason answered with a smile.

Then, she poured a glass of wine and raised the glass before saying, “A toast to you, Mason.” He raised his glass and clinked hers before drinking a few sips.

After looking around the lively wedding hall, she sighed with emotion and said, I'm where | am today because of your help and encouragement back then.” “Don't say that. You're a tough person. | believe that even if it were not for me, you would have made it through that period too.” Mason didn’t dare to take the credit.

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“No. It's you who helpedto becwho | am today, allowedto meet the love of my life and encouraged my son to find his biological father,” she said seriously.

Anastasia had exquisite makeup tonight, and after drinking swine, her cheeks were flushed, which made her extra beautiful.

She was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

At a table not far away from them, Elliot was talking with the guests, but his gaze was fixed on his wife. He chugged the glass of red wine melancholically when he saw her smiling so gently and brightly in front of another man on their wedding day.

However, he couldn't say anything as Mason was really the one who helped Anastasia overcher dark times. Elliot should be thanking that man, which was why he was enduring the frustration.

Just as he saw his wife raising her glass for the third twith Mason, Elliot realized he couldn't take it anymore; he went straight to them with a wine glass in his hand.

“Sweetheart,” he called her calmly.

Anastasia lifted her head and realized Elliot was there. With her chin propped on her hands, she murmured, “Are we leaving now?” “I'm here to make a toast to Mr. Sullivan.” Elliot clinked his glass with Mason's. “Thank you for helping my wife during those days.” “It's nothing, President Presgrave.” Mason stood up immediately to drink with him. After that, Elliot could only use one reason to whisk his wife away. “You're drunk, sweetheart. We should head back and rest now.” As he said that, he placed his arm around her waist and brought her to the main table. After excusing themselves from the elders there, he held her hand and brought her out of the hall.

And so, they made their way back to the mansion, the sounds from the banquet hall growing further away from them. Currently, the street lights shone brightly as they lit up the road. Anastasia had drank several glasses of wine tonight, so her eyes were getting glassy and her cheeks were flushed red since she couldn't hold her liquor. At this moment, her coquettishness was fully displayed.

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