Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225 A Visit

“He’s not coming. He’s a busy man, Jared. He might never be coming again. Don’t miss him too much.” Anastasia looked at her son with a serious expression, trying to rid him of his longing.

“But I miss him.” The little guy pouted because he missed Elliot terribly.

“Keep it to yourself, then. We can’t bother him too much, all right?” Anastasia said, then continued in a happier tone, “I may be getting my car tomorrow, so when I’ve gotten the hang of it, let’s go on a drive, shall we?”

“Yay! Sure! All the best in your driving, Mommy.”

Anastasia took her son home and got some pizzas for dinner. She had a lot to work on tonight, so the little guy didn’t bother her. Anastasia continued working on her draft in her room when suddenly, the blue screen of death popped up on her computer.

Anastasia was on a roll, but now, faced with the blue screen, she was at a loss. What’s going on? What about my precious saved files?

Anastasia held her head between her arms and groaned. It was 9 pm, but she had to submit her drafts by 10 am tomorrow. If she couldn’t complete her work tonight, Alice would deduct her performance bonus for sure.

No freaking way! I just bought a car, and I’m tight on money. I need to make money!

Anastasia fretted for a few seconds, then immediately thought of someone: Oliver from Block 10. He was good with computers, but she couldn’t lug her computer out to be repaired, so she could only ask him over to have a look.

Also, Oliver seemed to be a trustworthy person. Anastasia looked at the time and knew she had to trouble him for help. I wonder if he is working overtime or at home?

Anastasia tentatively dialed Oliver’s number. It rang for around eight seconds before a bright male voice sounded on the other end. “Hello? Miss Tillman?”

“Olive, do you have time now? My computer just got the blue screen, but I have a bunch of drafts to submit by tomorrow. Can you come over now and have a look at it for me?” Anastasia pleaded sincerely.

“Sure, I’ll be right there. Give me a while.”