Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77

“It’s work-related.” Elliot finished his sentence and hung up the call before Anastasia could do so.

Meanwhile, Anastasia had no choice but to make her way to the president’s office. Upon knocking on the door and entering the office, she was greeted by the sight of the man who was wearing a white shirt. There was an attractive look in his eyes which seemed like they were trying to charm her. She walked closer and asked, “What are your orders, President Presgrave?”

Elliot looked at the woman calmly. “Are you confident with your design in the jewelry fair this time? Do you think you’d be able to win the prize?”

“Of course, I’m confident.” Anastasia curled her lips and smiled.

“I’ve raised the prize from 100,000 to a million, so if you can win the prize, the money will be all yours.” Elliot sluggishly lay back in his chair, his eyes lighting up like a charming womanizer.

In the meantime, Anastasia couldn’t help but think about Elliot’s alternative careers if he wasn’t a businessman. He could even be a superstar in the entertainment industry with

his good looks. On another note, Anastasia was confident that she could win the reward to worth one million; she was even planning to save the money for her son so that he

wouldn’t have to worry about his future later on. “It’s about time. I need to make a move now.” Anastasia implied that she had to get going.

“I’m almost done as well. Let me give you a ride to pick Jared up.”

“There’s no need for that, but thanks for the offer anyway.” Anastasia turned down Elliot’s kind offer.

Elliot squinted and stared at her without blinking. “I promised my grandma to look after you and your son.”

Although Anastasia had no problem getting along with Harriet, she didn’t feel the same way with Elliot, so she rejected him once again. “We don’t need you to look after us.”

Ten minutes later, Anastasia made her way downstairs and stood by the sidewalk to flag down a taxi when a black silhouette pulled up in front of her. Then, the car – window rolled down as Elliot said firmly, “Get in.”