Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 474

Chapter 474

Chapter 474 Fight With Me Alone

Jared had just been kidnapped and he must have been frightened by it. Hence, Anastasia could not let

anything to terrify him further.

She was sitting on the bed, wiping Jared’s face with a wet towel. She felt compelled to kill the vicious

woman, Aliona, after seeing her child’s tender face that had a visible red mark on it. How dare she injure

Jared?

“I’m fine, Mommy, but Mr. Presgrave was taken away by them.” While Jared was speaking, his tears

dropped from his beautiful eyes. He had been crying all his way back.

Anastasia’s tears welled up as well when she saw that. However, she knew that crying couldn’t solve

anything, so she turned around. Wiping her tears off, she replaced it with a smile. “Jared, Mr. Presgrave

is good at everything. He’ll be back safely. We have to trust him.”

“Alright!” Jared was comforted and nodded his head.

While hugging and kissing her child, Anastasia swore she would never let him experienced such terror

again. The incident this time had almost scared her to death.

Jared was, after all, only four years old. He was exhausted from crying for so long and he finally fell

asleep in her arms, with tears still on his face. Her heart was aching for him when she saw him in this

manner.

Anastasia then covered him with a blanket and accompanied him on the sofa, fearing that he would have

a nightmare.

Meanwhile, Aliona’s yacht had arrived at the pier. Elliot was taken to a science laboratory, where Aliona

had arranged for herself to get impregnated with Elliot’s son. After Elliot was killed, she could then bring

her son back as Elliot’s legitimate heir and send him to Harriet to become the successor of the Presgrave

Group.

She looked at the man in the laboratory who was handcuffed in front of her. Despite his current situation,

he maintained his domineering demeanor. His face still bore the marks left by the bodyguards when he

refused to exit the yacht earlier.

As a result of his refusal to cooperate, Elliot was beaten up by them. Aliona had no say over it as they

only followed Riley’s instructions. Thus, they would not treat Elliot better simply because of what she

said.

Furthermore, Riley’s right hand, Paul, had a crush on her. He undoubtedly treated Elliot harsher because

of that.

Aliona walked into the laboratory with a towel in her hand. “Elliot, you’d best be cooperative. They don’t

entirely listen to me.”

Just as Aliona was about to wipe his face, Elliot coldly rejected her. “Don’t touch me.”

“I just want to wipe your face.”

“I don’t need that. Piss off!” He was unappreciative of her help and merely gave her a cold stare.

That annoyed her. At this moment, Paul entered and scoffed at him. “Miss Dora is kind enough to be

polite to you. You had better be grateful.”

He immediately punched Elliot in the chest, to which the latter only grunted. Hence, Paul was unsatisfied.

He continued to lash out at Elliot with another punch. Seeing that, Aliona immediately pulled him away.

“Paul, don’t hit him!”

“Miss Aliona, he’ll be useless after tonight. You don’t need to feel sorry for him,” Paul said, his tone

emotionless.

Elliot raised his head and his gaze appeared to be one of a predator’s. If he wasn’t tied up, he would

have ripped Paul into pieces.

“You’re not a big deal after all!” Paul spitted mockingly.

“If you’re that good, fight with me alone.” With his teeth gritted, Elliot tried to provoke Paul.

“Let’s do it, then. I’m not afraid of you at all. I’m going to step on you and have you lick my shoes.” As

Paul was one of the Bauer Mercenary Group, he had absolute confidence in himself.

Elliot responded with only a cold stare, as if inviting Paul to have a fight with him.

A tinge of mockery flashed in Paul’s eyes before he turned and left the laboratory. After he left, Aliona

turned and looked at Elliot. “Don’t provoke him anymore. He can be really ruthless.”

She then shamelessly continued, “We will be together tonight, and we will do whatever it takes to have a

child, whether you are willing or not.”

Elliot looked through her with disgust when he heard that. In his mind, he only had one woman, one who

could never be replaced.

It was late at night and Paul was in his room, wiping his saber. He was in a provoked state.

Remembering that Elliot was about to die, he wanted to prove himself to Elliot. After all, he was

competitive by nature.