Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 559

Chapter 559

“Mrs. Garner, please don’t. Mrs. Garner..

Without heeding Erica’s plea, Wanda hung up the phone. Even though she didn’t have Anastasia’s

phone number, she knew that Anastasia would definitely be at Tillman Constructions, and she could replace

her there.

After Erica received the call from Wanda, her blood ran cold. She was so terrified that her face turned

pale as she slumped on the couch, as her biggest fear about Wanda still being alive came true. She

couldn’t believe that she had survived the fall!

What worried her most was the repercussions that would follow. Besides the revelation of her true

identity, she might also be charged with attempted murder. Both incidents would be the worst things that

could happen to her.

“No, I’ll never let Mrs. Garner meet

Anastasia. Her face contorted with rage.

As she squinted her eyes, she started scheming to stop therm from the meeting. Erica knew Wanda

didn’t know Anastasia’s contact number and house address. She wouldn’t know about Presgrave

Hospital either. Thus, the only way for her to meet Anastasia was to go to Tillman Constructions.

She was determined to stop both of them from meeting as a murderous intent flashed across her eyes.

Since she had attempted to kill Wanda before, she was ready to do it again.. While she was scratching

her head, trying to think of the perfect candidate to execute the plan, her birth father came to her mind.

He’d be willing to do it if he was paid for it because his source of money would be cut off if Erica lost her

status as the second daughter of the Tillman Family..

When she left her house, she was hoping that she could meet her birth father as soon as possible. The

next moment, he was seen getting down from the public bus at a bus stop not far from her house. It felt

like the heavens had answered her

prayers. He was rather startled to see her because he was there to ask for more money from her.

He was a total failure since he was unemployed and addicted to gambling. The other time when he got

money from Erica, he gambled them away, and now that he had no one to turn to, he came Jooking for

his daughter to ask for help.

Feeling embarrassed, he walked over and asked, “Erica, the thing is… I’m in need of some money.

Could you please…”

‘Come in. There’s something I need to

discuss with you.” She invited him into

her house.

Feeling flattered by her invitation, het rubbed his hands and asked, ‘Can I really go in?”

After they were in the main hall, she questioned him curiously. “What’s your name?”

“My name is Patrick Newman. Hasn’t your mother mentioned my name before?’ After letting out a self

deprecating smile, he continued, “I must be so useless that your mother is embarrassed to even bring up

my name.”

As Erica glanced over at Patrick, she had no intention whatsoever of acknowledging him as her father.

She then told him about the sticky situation she was in.

“What? You almost killed your maid? And she’s still alive?” His eyes widened with bewilderment.

“Right now, she must be planning to expose my true identity. I’d be done for if she meets Anastasia. I

would be kicked out from the Tillman Family and won’t be able to give you money in the future,” Erica

exclaimed.

Of course, Patrick was reluctant to put his daughter through it. He was actually proud to see that his

daughter had the disposition of a young lady from a wealthy family.

“Erica, how do you want me to help you?” He looked at his daughter, wanting to help her out.

“I need you to make sure that Mrs. Garner is silenced forever. I need you to stop her from meeting

Anastasia.” She scowled.

“Then what do you want me to do?”

“Tomorrow, I’ll get some men to bring

her somewhere, and you will have to kill her for me.” He never expected his daughter to be that ruthless.

“Erica, isn’t there another way to

solve this issue?”

“Are you willing to help me or not? If you don’t help me out, I’ll be done for, Erica coerced. She didn’t feel

bad about using him to solve her issues.

Upon hearing that, he was flustered and

confessed. “I-I don’t have the guts to.”

“After my mom gave birth to me, you were never here for me. Don’t you feel sorry for me? If you want me

to acknowledge you as my father, you’ll have to do this. If you don’t, I won’t acknowledge you till the day I

die.” She threatened him.