Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 682

Chapter 682

“No way. The last time that happened, Sophia fled the country.” Drake was distressed on behalf of his

daughter.

“It’s one billion! Where are we going to get that money? Whatever it is, I wouldn’t let you head back to

prison. If you do, I don’t want to live anymore.”

Sophia almost dropped the fruits in her hands. What? Dad owes the bank a billion? And as long as I

agree to marry Christopher, his family would help Dad pay off his debt?

However, she was very grateful for Christopher. After she had fled to avoid their marriage the last time,

he still wanted her. Now that his family was offering to help, what more could she ask for?

At this moment, she pushed open the door and interrupted the arguing couple. “Dad, Mom, I’ve heard

everything, so you

can stop arguing now. I’ll do it. I’ll marry Christopher.”

Sophial”

The couple looked back at their daughter’s determined face as they were stunned.

“As long as I can pay Dad’s debts; as long as Dad doesn’t go to jail, I’m willing to do anything,” Sophia

exclaimed with reddened eyes.

She had been unfilial as she didn’t know that her family was facing such a big crisis.

“Sophia, there’s no rush-” Drake was about to assure her when he was interrupted.

“Dad, it’s okay. I’m willing to marry Christopher. I’m okay,” Sophia insisted as she sniffed.

After saying that, she put the fruits down on the table before turning to leave the ward. Outside, she

found Christopher’s number and dialed it.

A gruff male voice sounded. “Hello, who is this?”

“I’m Sophia Goodwin.”

“Sophia? Is this really you? My dream girl has finally decided to reach out to me!” The voice on the other

end was ecstatic.

“I’m prepared to marry you, but can you

really help my father with his debts?”

“As long as you marry me, your father will be like my own father. I will help him pay off his debt

immediately,” Christopher promised.

“Okay, then! Then, let’s replace a time to meet!”

“That’s up to you. I am abroad now. I’ll come back on Friday, and I’ll pick you up when we’ve set a date.”

“Great!”

After she hung up the phone, she sighed as Arthur’s face flashed across her mind.

At this moment, in a resort abroad, Christopher was basking his 200-pound body in the sun; the towel

wrapped around him could barely cover his waist.

“Young Master York, are you really going to marry Sophia Goodwin and pay off Drake’s debt?”

“Sophia is the woman I’ve always wanted. Of course, I won’t be so naive. I’ll pay the initial down payment

first. After she marries me, she’ll be my wife. By then, she’ll have to listen to me. Then, it’d be up to me to

decide whether I really finish paying off her father’s debt or not,” Christopher explained with a smile,

making a shrewd calculation.

A new group of criminals had just been sent to the women’s prison in Averna. A woman who was wiping

the greasy table top raised her head and looked up at the people who were swarming in for lunch. Then,

she stopped wiping and looked carefully before she quickly turned her back, afraid that someone would

recognize her.

The woman was Hayley. She was in a gray scrub and had her hair trimmed to her ears. She had been

here for almost a month now and had nearly severed all contact from the outside world. However, she

did not expect to meet her

acquaintance here.

Among the people that came in earlier, she knew one of them: Erica Tillman. She had the same haircut

as Hayley and wore the same clothes, so it was obvious that Erica was sent to serve in prison.

Currently, Erica looked haggard and pale. Back then, she was treated like a princess. Now, she was

forced to eat things she had never eaten before. The food served here wasn’t even served to her

servants back at home, but she had no choice.

It was as if she was getting her karma served to her. Although she had gone through her initial remorse

till her current awakening, it was too late.

She would have to spend the second half of her life here as she was serving over ten years of

imprisonment. Erica was quietly eating her rock-solid steamed buns and some rancid noodles when she

heard a sharp voice yelling, “Hayley, what are you doing? Get back to work.”

Right then, Erica froze in her place. She raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice and saw

a familiar figure. Although the woman had deliberately turned her back toward her, Erica could still

recognize her at a glance.