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Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 2117

“I'm so envious! | wonder which big shot’s gift it is. I'm guessing it is Tori’s car! She has tons of suitors recently, and | heard that

they are all wealthy businessmen.”

Tori Alford was one of the well-known female anchors in the company and she was unattached, on top of possessing both beauty

and talent. At this moment, everyone was guessing that she was the owner of the car. And yet, the woman in question suddenly

chimed in, ‘It's not mine.’

“Huh? Whose is it then, if it’s not Tori’s?” Wren immediately grew more interested in the gossip. Josephine’s face felt warm. At this

exact moment, an assistant cover and put a purse on her desk. “Josephine, someone toldto give it to you.”

Josephine was taken aback. Since she couldn't tell what was inside the bag from the outside, she couldn't help but pick it up, only

to be surprised by what she saw. It turned out to be a box with a Ferrari logo on it. After she opened the box in the bag, she saw

two neatly placed car keys.

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Her breath proceeded to hitch. Ethan really gavethe car! She could feel a headache coming. What should | do now? The whole

office is talking about this now. If she admitted it, everyone here would surely think that she was the sugar baby of srich man.

“Just whose is it?” Wren narrowed her eyes like a detective and wondered out loud.

Seeing this, Josephine secretly put the bag under the table. She rested her head in her palms, feeling her mind a mess. There were

only five minutes left before working hours ended. After she hurriedly took care of the documents on her desk, she decided to get

off work.

Right then, Katrina stormed over with a mountain of documents in her arms before she instructed directly, ‘Josephine, you're not

leaving work so soon! | need these documents to be ready before 8.00PM.”

Josephine was at a loss for words when she looked at the other woman. “But it’s after work hours now. Why didn’t you bring them

toearlier?”

“What? You got a problem with that, huh? It's your job. Anyway, these are the materials that will be needed tomorrow morning.

You'll be held responsible if they're not done.” Katrina intentionally kept these documents until now before bringing them to

Josephine. She didn’t want Josephine to have tto go out tonight.

“I have a dinner date with my friend. | can’t work overttoday!” Josephine countered. “That's on you, so why are you telling me

that? Go tell the team leader.” After saying that,. Katrina turned around smugly and left.

Josephine bit her lip when she took a look at the four or five different sets of documents in front of her. Right then, Wren poked her

head in Josephine’s direction and commented, “She’s definitely targeting you! You two got beef?”

At that, Josephine grumbled to herself, The only reason Katrina is acting hostile towardis probably because of Ethan! Josephine

happened to receive a message from Luke. ‘Il booked us a table at a restaurant, Joey. I'm coming to pick you up at 5.30PM.” “You

don’t have to pickup,” she replied. ‘I can get there myself. Just wait forat the restaurant.’

‘That works. I'll be waiting at the restaurant, then!” chis eager reply. As Josephine looked at the documents, she turned to

Wren. “Wren, can | borrow a bag? I'm going to work overtfrom home.”

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“Sure!” Wren passed her one. “But you have to send the documents back here tonight, or you won't make it in tfor the

morning broadcast.”

Josephine could only nod. “Got it. I'll bring the documents here before 9.00PM.” Since these were real-tnews, the production

and writing of news releases must be completed quickly without any delay.

When her landline began to ring, she reached out and took the call. “You've reached the reporters’ office,” she greeted. “When are

we leaving?”

Josephine felt all fuzzy in her chest when she heard the deep, magnetic male voice. Quickly cupping the phone receiver, she

whispered, “I'll see you in the underground parking lot in five.” The man on the other end of the call asked with a chuckle, “Are we

going there in your sports car?”

“No, we will be using my car. Surely, you're not complaining, Mr. Quarles?”

“Of course not.” After she put the documents in the bag, Josephine tidied up the table and bid Wren goodbye. Without anyone

noticing, she picked up the bag with the car keys and scurried off.