Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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When the bleeding stopped, Richard loosened his grip and looked up at her, then said slowly, “You have to stay here.” She pulled away from him as pain flashed across her features. There was a chill in her voice as she asked defiantly, “And what if | say no?” “Angela...” He was trying to coax her now, but there was a hint of resignation in his eyes. He knew that he could not stop her if she insisted on leaving.

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Right now, the only thing she cared about was going hto see her mother for the last time. She had to go back even if she couldn't make it in time, otherwise, the guilt and regret that followed would haunt her for the rest of her life..

Richard ended up following her out of the infirmary and into her bedroom. She picked up her bag once more, and she turned to say to him, “Car keys.” At once, Richard was plunged into a dilemma. If he were to hand her the car keys, he would be watching her walk right into the trap set up by those evil men, which was the sas delivering her to death’s doorstep. On the other hand, if he refused to give her the keys and she missed seeing her mother for the last time, she would hate him forever.

He could cope with that, but he really didn’t want her to hate him forever. Angela reached out her hand and stared at him with wide eyes, her silent demand evident in her tears.

She was so delicate, but for sreason, she gave him immense pressure. It was as if she held sinexplicable power over him, and he could not keep a firm stance whenever she was around.

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At that moment, he lost all his calm and reason. But just as he was about to give in to impulse and offer to go with her, Trevor burst out of the conference room and crunning in their direction excitedly. “Miss Meyers!” he shouted. “Miss Meyers! Good news! Your mother’s fine. She only suffered a broken leg!” Angela's hand fell to the side when she heard this. She tossed her bag onto the floor and ran to meet Trevor halfway. When she cup to him, she clutched his shoulders and urged, “Really? Is my mom really okay?” “She is! Your dad just called, and he said your mom is fine save for the broken femur and a mild concussion. The doctor told him she'll be fine after half a month's rest!” Trevor answered, but he was still in the midst of conveying the good news when Angela suddenly threw her arms around him in relief.

She hugged him tight as she muttered, Thank you, Trevor! | can’t thank you enough!” Trevor was stumped by how overwhelmed she was.

Meanwhile, behind her, Richard looked considerably stormy, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously as he watched the woman hugging his subordinate.

The air grew colder, and Trevor immediately realized that he was overstepping his boundaries by letting Angela hug him. Gently pushing her away, he cleared his throat and said, “Miss Meyers, your dad also requested that you stay put here for your own safety. He doesn’t want you getting into danger.” “Is he still on the line?” she asked.

Trevor patted his head as if to berate himself for forgetting about this. “He is. Go on, you must be dying to talk to him.” Before he could say anything, Angela took him by the hand and pulled him alongside her as she ran toward the conference room.

Richard suddenly felt as if a weight had been taken off his shoulders. He let out a huge sigh of relief, secretly thanking Trevor for the timely interruption that saved him from betraying his own work principles. Had the news not cin time, he would have risked everything just to personally drive Angela hto see her mother.

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