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Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

Chapter 1529
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Chapter 1529

After making up her mind, Queenie called her mother. This time, it was Maggie who picked up.

“Hey, Queenie. | was too harsh with you earlier—"

“Mom, I'm not going htonight. I'm twenty-four, and | can take account of my own actions. Also, | believe in Nigel's character.”

“But—"

“You didn’t bother Leslie and Bonnie when they were together, so now I'm asking you to do the swithand Nigel.” Without

waiting for her mother to respond, she hung up the phone.

Meanwhile at the Silverstein Residence, Maggie sighed while sitting on her bed. She had been overly protective of Queenie ever

since she was young and thought that she had not grown up enough to let her pursue the life she wanted. As she thought about

that, she decided it was tto let go.

Queenie fell into a daze while standing on the balcony. When she turned around, she saw a tall figure standing by the door. How

long has he been here?

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She was so flustered and instantly averted her gaze. At the thought of what she had just said on the phone, she felt her cheeks

getting warm. Did he hear what | said?

“Are you done with your calls?” Nigel asked casually.

She thought it would be best if he did not overhear her disregarding her parents’ disapproval and insisted on living with him.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

However, she did not know that he had indeed heard everything and was being respectful to her by not expressing it. He was

especially shocked when he heard her last sentence. It had only been ten days since they met and she actually trusted him so

much.

After pondering for a while, he suggested, “How about | bring you somewhere special for dinner tonight?”

“Where?” Queenie began to anticipate dinnertime.

“To a restaurant my family owns by the beach. | can bring you out for a drive to relax.” He decided to find a way to make her

happy.

“Sure!” She nodded.

At that moment, Nigel's phone rang. He took a look, smiled, and told Queenie, “I need to take this call.”

After that, he took his phone and entered his room.

“Hey! My little nephew.”

“Uncle Nigel, I don’t have any homework this afternoon and | wanna cover to your house and play games with you.” The

cheer of an excited child sounded from the other end.

However, Nigel immediately refused. “No, you can’t cover. I'm busy lately and | don’t have tto play games with you.”

“Uncle Nigel, are you at home? I'm coming over.” The kid was not giving up that easily. He rarely had the afternoon off, so he was

dead set on coming over.

“Jared, how about you cover next time? I'll bring you to sgood food, go to the amusement park, and we can do whatever

you want.” Nigel did not want to be overly obvious, so he had to coax the kid to change his mind. Otherwise, things might get out

of hand.

“] don’t want that. | want to head over and play. I'm asking Mr. Caine to sendover now.” The kid had a private bodyguard, so he

could go out whenever and wherever he wanted just by telling his bodyguard.

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Nigel held his head as he tried to think of a solution. He could reject anyone, but the kid was clingy to him. Before he entered

elementary school, he would cby every Saturday and stay the night. If he had not been swarmed by homework, he would

have been coming over every weekend.

“How about this? Do you remember Mr. Gilmore? He has a whole set of games at his house. Why don’t you go there?”

“] can’t. My dad doesn’t letvisit other people's houses at will, so | can only head to yours.” Jared was also afraid of getting

scolded by his parents, so he laughed sheepishly before saying, “Uncle Nigel, I'm heading out now! You'll seesoon.”

Without getting the chance to dismiss his visit again, he had no choice but to call for help when he saw that his nephew had

already hung up the call. At this point, who else could he call other than Julian?

When Julian picked up Nigel's call, his voice sounded a little slurred as though he had just woken up from a nap. “Hello...”

“Julian, are you free from this afternoon till 8.00PM tonight?”

“Yes! | am!”

“Can you cove to my house immediately? | need your help.”