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Chapter 194 Fuior byd narrowed his eyes as he had never felt this kind of atmosphere before. The woman’s sweet
smile became his view, and her happiness directly affected him as he became very happy too.
Erica had caught Elliot looking at Anastasia a few times, and this made the former green with envy. So,
she also intentionally laughed out loud, yet she failed to elicit a response from him.
Sitting off to the side, Alex carefully hid his love for Anastasia as he knew that Elliot also liked her very
much, judging from the man’s gaze.
After singing, Francis got back to the table and immediately raised his glass to toast Elliot. “Young Master
Elliot, I’ll toast you on behalf of me lacking as a host.”
Quickly, Elliot stood up to reciprocate his toast. “You’re too kind, Mr. Tillman.”
Upon seeing Francis down his glass entirely, Elliot, whose glass was also filled with beer, did the same
and finished it too.
“Anastasia, quickly refill the president’s glass. Make it full,” said Francis.
However, Erica, who was beside them, had a bottle of red wine ready. “Let me pour it, Dad!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNot in the mood to argue over this, Anastasia let the woman fill Elliot’s glass to the brim. Upon seeing
that, Elliot frowned.
“President Presgrave, I’m a close friend of Francis. It’s rare to see such a capable young individual like
yourself, so I would like to toast you too.” The man beside Francis stood up and raised his glass, his
voice full of pride.
Standing up again, Elliot raised his glass half-heartedly, with the man adding, “I’ll finish my glass, but you
can drink howevermuch you want.”
Since it was a close friend of Francis, he would also be considered a senior to Elliot. So, out of respect,
the latter also finished his glass as well.
Seeing him drink two full glasses of alcohol made Anastasia immediately recall that he had a weak
stomach, yet Erica was already refilling his glass yet again.
As Anastasia tugged on his sleeve, Elliot naturally leaned toward her.
“Don’t drink so much. You have a weak stomach, remember? You might just upset it again,” said
Anastasia caringly.
A smile appeared in Elliot’s gaze when he heard that. “Miss-Tillman, are you worried about me right
now?”
Looking at him, Anastasia then saw another senior beside her father had stood up, and her heart
skipped a beat. Don’t tell me that every one of Dad’s friends is going to toast Elliot?!
Elliot came from a distinguished background. Meanwhile, these people were likely alcoholics from the
looks of their beer bellies. In this kind of situation, it was customary to always toast the wealthiest around
the table, as a person of stature was a respected person. Hence, Elliot became their target to toast to.
“P-President Presgrave, I’m not good with words, but I would like to propose a toast to you. Here’s to
your health, and hoping that your company will prosper!”
Even Elliot did not think that he would be targeted like this. However, due to them all being Francis
friends and that Francis himself would be his future father-in-law, Elliot, as the junior, couldn’t afford to
offend him.
Standing up again, Elliot gracefully held his glass as he raised it. “Thank you.”
Anastasia could only look on as the man finished another glass. Panic slowly hit her and she thought to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmherself, If seven or eight of dad’s seniors were to all toast with him, wouldn’t he just black out on the
spot?
And Elliot was raised on high-end imported red wine as well. With the beers on the table being sold for
less than ten on the market, Anastasia was afraid that something might happen to him if this continued.
“Young Master Presgrave, it’s a rare opportunity to be able to drink with you at the same table. Here, a
toast!” Another senior stood up and said that.
Anastasia could clearly see Elliot getting tipsy, but she knew that it would be disrespectful to the person
who proposed the toast if Elliot did not drink it. So, in the heat of the moment, she took his glass and said
to the senior, “I’m sorry, but the president has a weak stomach. Hence, I’ll be accepting this toast on his
behalf.”
After that, she drank it in one shot amidst everybody’s shock. Then, she tugged at the dazed man beside
him and said, “President Presgrave, don’t you still have something very important to attend to? We have
to go now.”
To this, Elliot only blinked in response. Having little choice at this point, Anastasia could only pull the
chair away as she said to her father, “Dad, President Presgrave and I will be excusing ourselves first.
Please enjoy your meals.”