Chapter 15 Hayley’s Jealousy
Anastasia smiled glacially. “Do you really want to know? I’ll tell you then. The person that my mom saved back then was actually Elliot.”
Hayley was stunned and overwhelmed by horror, wondering whether it was truly Anastasia’s mother who saved Elliot. No way! That was too much of a coincidence! If it was true, Anastasia could probably make the Presgrave Family repay her even though she wasn’t aware of what happened that night.
“Therefore, I’m warning you not to piss me off; otherwise, I’m going to be the one who’ll end up as the young mistress of the Presgrave Family,” Anastasia warned Hayley.
Hayley shivered in horror at that moment, clenching her fists as her fear took over her rational mind. “Anastasia, I’m sorry for what happened back then. Would you please forgive me?” Hayley guiltily begged for forgiveness.
“You want my forgiveness?” Anastasia sprinkled the water droplets at Hayley on her hands by flickering with her fingers. “You wish!”
Although Hayley blocked the sprinkle with her hand, her face still ended up getting inevitably wet. Having her eyes glued to Anastasia as she walked away, she was taken over by the rage and grudge. While Anastasia’s appearance was especially eye-catching to many men in the fair, Hayley was reminded of her popular good looks during their childhood. Anastasia, I will never let you marry Elliot! He is mine and only mine! Hayley clenched her fists at the thought of that.
When Anastasia returned to the table, she sexily flickered her hair around her ear. Then, she looked up once again, only to meet the man’s eyes once more when the illuminating candlelight shone on them and made them look like black obsidians. On the other hand, it seemed to Elliot that the lady was like a shining pearl that glowed in the dark as her beauty and elegance drew the attention of every other man who laid eyes on her. However, little did Anastasia know that she was one of the most beautiful socialites attending the jewelry fair.
Not long after that, Hayley returned from the washroom as well, pretending to look sympathetic as she made her way to her seat next to Elliot. Unlike her insolent and haughty attitude in the washroom earlier, she now appeared to be an innocent lady who needed a man to protect her, which disgusted Anastasia and killed her appetite. Thus, she quickly grabbed herself a glass of water to keep herself together.
“Miss Tillman, this is the beef steak with truffle that has just been served. Would you like to taste one?” John got her a glass of water.
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