Chapter 118
“Do you have a car?” Elliot asked.
“I’ll call a cab,” she replied.
“The roads will be closed, so cabs won’t be able to get in,” he explained. She frowned before answering in a firm tone, “That’s fine. I’ll just walk over to the hotel.”
“I’ve never seen a woman as stubborn as you,” he uttered in a grumpy tone.
“Well, you’ve met me now. I’ll end the call now. I’m busy.” She ended the call right after finishing her sentence. She was probably the only one who dared to speak to the president in such a tone. Even those in Presgrave Group wouldn’t dare to speak to him in such an impolite manner.
Meanwhile, the man wore a dark look on his face after Anastasia hung up his call. I really don’t know what to do with this woman. It’s hard for me to gain control over her, but that only makes me more interested in achieving this. It’s like I’m challenging myself to conquer someone who can’t be conquered.
Anastasia got off work 30 minutes earlier, and she brought her evening gown home before pulling her makeup pouch out. She decided to put on some makeup since she hadn’t used her skills in a while.
At the same time, someone else was also getting ready for the dinner party. The more Hayley thought about Harriet looking down on her, the more Hayley was filled with resentment. This drove Hayley to attend the dinner party tonight. She couldn’t just go up to Elliot, so she had to pretend that she had just shown up at the event somehow.
After thinking about it for a while more, she came up with a proper plan. At 7.30PM, she would pretend that she needed to see Elliot for an emergency. That would explain why she ended up at the dinner party. She had picked out a dress and put on makeup for the night, so all she had to do now was wait.
The sun had just started going down when Anastasia got ready to leave her house. Someone rang her doorbell just before she headed out. She was shocked as she wasn’t expecting anyone at that hour. The moment she opened the door, she saw a bouquet of roses covering a man’s face. The very next second, the man moved the roses away to show his bright, handsome smile.
“What are you doing here, Nigel?” She stared at him in shock.
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