Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 517

Chapter 517

After such a night, Naomi immediately went to the hospital and overheard two nurses discussing Francis’

condition as they passed her by.

“I heard Dr. Jones saying that Mr. Tillman’s medicine has started to take effect and that it’s very

effective.”

“Really? That’s good news to hear.”

Naomi started to panic, as she began to believe the possibility of Francis waking up since even the

nurses were talking about it. Sitting by Francis’ bedside, she started to feel unease as she stared at his

sleeping face.

On the other side of the window,

Anastasia stood silently while intently watching Naomi’s chilling gaze of hatred. She was waiting for the

moment of Naomi’s breakdown, the moment Naomi took action due to the fear inside her.

Just like the day before, Naomi left once

more. As she walked along the corridors of Presgrave Hospital, her eyes wandered around the high-tech

hospital that looked as if it could raise a man from his death.

Upon leaving the hospital, she came to a conclusion that she couldn’t let that man wake up, as she

couldn’t lose the shares she and her daughter had gotten. He must die, she thought, with viciousness in

her eyes. With everything that I’ve done, what difference would it make, doing one more cruel deed?

Naomi planned to hide what she was about to do from her daughter and Alex, as she feared her

daughter would crumble under the pressure and that Alex would stop her since he did not understand

the fear she was experiencing. Therefore, she decided to do this alone.

If Francis died in Presgrave Hospital, Naomi could even pin his death on Anastasia and sue the hospital

for a huge amount of compensation. All in all, to Naomi, there were only profits to be made should

Francis die in Presgrave

Hospital.

With this thinking in mind, Naomi made a call to the unscrupulous owner whom she had gotten the

previous pills from. She had already planned the method of

how she would administer the drug, as she noticed that Francis’ arm was hooked up to some tube for his

medication. By discreetly injecting the tube with the lethal drug, Francis would surely die unwittingly. At

that time, the hospital would have to take full responsibility for his death.

As for the surveillance camera in the ward, Naomi surmised that it would be enough as long as she had

her back to the camera while using her clothes as a cover while she was injecting the drug into the tube.

Naomi, who was immersed in her planning, was completely unaware that every movement of her wicked

plan was being monitored, as a black car followed behind her when she entered the unscrupulous store.

Anastasia received a call from the

bodyguard she placed on Naomi saying that Naomi had entered a drugstore and left after spending 10

minutes there. Furthermore, the bodyguard noted that Naomi looked tense when she left the store in a

hurry.

Looks like she took the bait, Anastasia thought. She had expected Naomi to be impatient, as Naomi

needed to make sure her plans so far were ironclad due to the huge benefits she was going to obtain.

Naomi needed to make sure her husband would no longer wake up in this life so that she could be the

president of Tillman Constructions, which was worth billions. With all these in mind, Anastasia expected

Naomi would make her move on the next day.

In the evening, in a certain restaurant, Elliot brought Jared to meet Arthur and Richard for dinner. Due to

the sudden cancellation of the engagement, Elliot was sorry for leaving his friends behind and putting

them on hold.

“It’s fine. We’ll still be there as promised the next time you get engaged.” Richard

laughed lightly.

Then, Arthur steered the conversation to the recent events. “I may need to stay here for a few more days

since I still haven’t found the thing that I lost!”

Richard turned his attention toward

Arthur and noticed the chain he usually had around his neck was missing. Slightly surprised, he asked,

“Don’t tell me you lost your heirloom treasure?!”

Arthur sighed depressingly. “It is just like you said.”

“Where did you lose it? Is there any hope of replaceing it? Do you need my help?” Elliot asked with concern

while he handed small slices of his steak onto Jared’s plate.

“There’s no need for you to help. I’ve already gotten a clue that it was a female thief who took it.”

“A thief that could steal something of

yours? Don’t tell me you have fallen prey at those kinds of places?” When Richard recalled how often

Arthur would patronize those kinds of places, his tone turned slightly harsh.