Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 2562

Chapter 2562

She believed that look meant that Zacharias remembered her. Imogen’s lips curled into a smile. She

would gradually make Zacharias remember her, and one day, he would appreciate her and keep her by

his side.

In the evening, Josef personally came to visit Zacharias. When he saw Shirley dressed as a bodyguard

standing at the door, he first looked surprised and then greeted her, “Miss Lloyd, what are you doing

here?” The last time, he thought Shirley had visited his son as a friend, so he was shocked to replace her

at his son’s residence again.

“I’m interning here, Mr. Flintstone. I’m currently the Vice President’s bodyguard,” Shirley replied. Josef

instantly understood and nodded. “Oh, I see!” While Zacharias and his father talked in the study,

Shirley looked out the window at the starry night, lost in thought.

In the study on the third floor, after discussing official matters, Josef couldn’t help but think of Shirley.

He turned to his son and said, “Zach, you should look after Miss Lloyd when she’s interning here.” “I

will.” Zacharias nodded.

“She’s no plain Jane! It would be even better if you could befriend her,” Josef said. Though Zacharias’

position as the vice president was secure, it would be great if he had the Lloyds support.

“Are you suggesting I pursue her?” Zacharias saw through his father’s intentions at a glance.

Awkwardness quickly overcame Josef, but he eventually nodded. “I am, but it depends on you.”

“Alright, I’ll pursue her,” Zacharias said with a nod, surprising Josef. “Are you saying you like her?” “I

do!” Zacharias admitted unabashedly.

Josef nodded, pleased that his son had good taste. Now, the question was whether this young lady

from the Lloyd Family would take a liking to Zacharias.

Nevertheless, he believed Zacharias’ chances to be significant, for his son was an eligible bachelor.

“Well, I’ll take my leave,” Josef said. Zacharias escorted his father downstairs, and when he saw the

girl guarding the door, a slight smile played on his lips.

Shirley opened the door for Josef and said, “Take care, Mr. Flintstone.” “Alright. Until we meet,” Josef

said affectionately and then looked back at his son before leaving.

After the door closed, Zacharias called out to her, “Don’t just stand there. Come have a cup of hot tea.”

However, Shirley remained standing, principled, and committed to not slacking off during work hours.

The man was already seated on the couch, waiting for her to join him. However, after a few seconds,

he realized Shirley hadn’t even turned her head.

He let out a sigh and went to her side. With his long arms, he embraced her, and before Shirley could

react, she found herself pulled toward the couch.

“Zacharias, don’t,” Shirley exclaimed, reflexively addressing him by his first name out of annoyance. A

chuckle escaped Zacharias as he argued, “You ignored me.” “I’m working. Can’t you respect my job?”

Shirley was exasperated. Zacharias seated her on the couch and took a seat across from her. “From

now on, consider this place your home. No need to work.” “That won’t do. What if you won’t sign my

internship report on my last day?” Shirley was genuinely concerned he might resort to this tactic, and

then she would have to extend her internship to stay by his side.

“I wouldn’t dare not to sign your internship report. Don’t worry.” Zacharias reassured her, though the

young woman had given him an excellent idea.

If I don’t sign her report, she will continue to stay by my side, right? Right, I’ll have to gather some

leverage against her for later use. Shirley looked up at him.

“Do you promise to sign?” “I promise.” He nodded.

“If you don’t sign my report, then that makes you a puppy!” Shirley threatened.

“Alright.” Zachariah nodded, gladly playing along with her childish act. “I’m a puppy if I don’t sign your

report.” At that, he poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her, saying, “Have some tea. You’ve

worked hard today.” As Shirley took a sip from the teacup, Zacharias asked curiously, “How’s your

friend? Is her injury serious?”