Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

Chapter 108

If Hayley got another child, she would be able to better secure her position as Mrs. Presgrave. But how

am I supposed to get Elliot into bed with me? Even though he’s nice to me, he has never given me the

chance to get close to him. If I didn’t initiate hugs with him the past few times, he would have never been

the first to hug me. Ultimately, Anastasia’s the only one he approaches willingly. Ever since they slept

together five years ago, he has been searching for her. It’s obvious that he fell for her the first time their

bodies touched. I have to find a way to get Elliot drunk so that I can get my chance. Maybe I should bribe

one of the people around him to help me with this. But would any of them listen to my orders?

A cold look flashed in her gaze. She had done all sorts of things in the past, and she had dated a few

men, so she was far from being a pure, chaste woman. Elliot had a male assistant, Daniel, who had

delivered items to her in the past. This male assistant was an educated man who had good looks and a

well-built figure-he was much more qualified to be her boyfriend than all her previous boyfriends.

Hayley’s ultimate goal wasn’t just to conquer Elliot’s heart, but also to own the entire Presgrave

Corporation. So, she was willing to take all sorts of risks just to achieve this. After taking a glance at the

time, she gave Daniel a call.

“Hello, Miss Seymour.” Daniel sounded rather surprised to receive her call.

“Are you free to come over, Mr. Lancaster? There’s a huge rat in my house, and I’m a little scared,” she

lied.

“What? Okay. I’ll come over right now.” It was Daniel’s duty to fulfill all of Elliot’s orders, and taking care

of Hayley was one of his jobs. He arrived at her house 30 minutes later, and Hayley already had a sexy

nightgown on under her shirt. When Daniel saw how Hayley looked, he twisted his expression into one of

panic. Hayley told him to check the master bedroom, and he walked in obediently while Hayley stepped

aside to get him a glass of water.

Daniel gulped down the whole glass as he was thirsty from all the nervousness that he felt. After he was

finished with the water, he felt like his whole body was on fire. When Hayley leaned forward to hug him,

he was afraid for a few seconds, but he allowed her to take over him just moments later. They had a

heated session in Hayley’s master bedroom.

It was about 5.00AM by the time Daniel held his head in his hands and sat by the edge of the bed. He

was filled with regret and self-criticism. Right then, a soft arm wrapped itself around his waist. “I belong to

you now, Daniel. You have to take responsibility for me!”

“I’m sorry, Miss Seymour. I made a huge mistake.” He pushed her aside hastily. Her gaze darkened as

her voice turned cold. “Do you think Elliot will forgive you if he finds out that you slept with me, Daniel?”

He stared at her with a look of pure helplessness in his eyes, so she softened her voice a little as she

continued speaking. “Daniel, the two of us are the only ones who know about this. However, from now

on, I want you to obey me. You will do whatever I tell you to do, okay?”

“I won’t do anything illegal,” he uttered.

“I don’t need you to do anything illegal. I just want you to tell me all about Elliot’s daily schedule and the

women he interacts with,” she ordered. Daniel didn’t want his life to be ruined, and he

was fine with whatever Hayley wanted him to do. “Okay. I’ll tell you exactly whatever President Presgrave

does every day.”

“Well, tell me-have there been any important things that Elliot has been up to lately?” Hayley lay down on

the bed like she was a queen, glaring at the man as she questioned him.

“I can’t tell you about his work-related stuff, but he will be attending the family’s charity dinner this Friday.

You will be able to see him,” he replied.

“What? This Friday? It’s already Wednesday-why haven’t I received an invitation?” Hayley frowned.

“I heard that all the invitations have been sent out. Didn’t you receive anything?” he asked.

“No! Who’s hosting it?” she cried.

“It’s a charity dinner hosted by Old Madam Presgrave. You should have received an invitation!” he

replied. A resentful look flashed in Hayley’s eyes. It seems like Old Madam Presgrave values Anastasia

more than she values me. I can’t believe she didn’t invite me to such an important event. I bet she invited

Anastasia, didn’t she?