Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 189 With Elliot's powerful status in the business world, as well as the influence of the Presgrave Family, Francis instantly welcomed him excitedly. “Young Master Presgrave, you actually have the tto join us! It's an honor to have you here!” Although his wife had saved him, Francis still viewed this man as a powerful figure that he couldn't afford to offend or mess with.

“Mr. Tillman, you are being too courteous. | heard that today is the celebration for your company’s 20th anniversary. | hope that you will forgivefor coming uninvited.” “You are overthinking it! I'm really glad that you can come, Young Master Presgrave. I'm really excited, in fact!” Francis was genuinely delighted, and his companions were equally astonished as well-none of them had expected to see the legendary mysterious head of the Presgrave Family at Francis’ company celebration.

“Mr. Tillman, | reckon that you don’t know that President Presgrave is the employer of your daughter, Miss Anastasia.” “What?” Anastasia is working in President Presgrave’s company?” Francis initially didn’t know how he should entertain the young master of the Presgrave Family, but now that he knew that his daughter worked for Elliot, he thought that it would be a great idea to have her accompany him.

Meanwhile, Anastasia was sitting in the hall chatting with Alex about her father’s company’s recent affairs. Alex was telling her everything that he knew, while Anastasia listened to him attentively. Suddenly, she heard her father calling for her. “Anastasia! Anastasia, cover.” She inadvertently looked up in her father’s direction. She saw her father at first, but her eyes soon met another man’s pair of cold, piercing eyes. Although there was a distance between them, the man’s gaze resembled a deadly sharp blade when he peered at her.

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If the gaze were to land on someone else, this person would be scared out of their wits. However, upon seeing the noble man next to her father, not only was Anastasia not afraid, she was even enraged.

Didn't he say that he would take care of Jared?! Why is he here at Dad’s company event? How about my son? In the end, she pulled her chair back and headed over to her father.

“Anastasia, chere. We have an honorable guest. Please helpto entertain Young Master Presgrave.” Francis waved at her to gesture at her to cover.

When Anastasia stood in front of her father, she immediately calmed down, as she didn’t want her father to know about her relationship with Elliot.

“Hello, President Presgrave, welcto my father’s company event.” She held her hand out in a distant yet polite manner.

Elliot extended his hand to hold hers, an unfathomable smile playing by his lips.

“Dad, letentertain President Presgrave. You should go about with your business. President Presgrave, this way, please.” She gestured at Elliot to cwith her.

Elliot raised his head and looked in front. He was currently heading in the direction of the VIP tables while Anastasia followed behind him. When she gauged that her father wouldn't be able to hear their conversation from where they were now, she anxiously asked, “Where's Jared?” Elliot looked back and responded, “Don’t worry. I've handed him to Nigel.” “Why are you here at my father’s company event?” she asked, staring at his back.

“To congratulate him, of course.” The man curved up the corner of his lips and he turned around to look at her.

At that moment, the two of them had arrived at the table. Elliot pulled the chair back and took a seat, while Anastasia sat down beside him, a look of frustration on her face.

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“Your arrival gave my father a fright! You were not supposed to show up here with your identity.” She glared at him helplessly.

“What identity should | show up with, then? How about his elder daughter's boyfriend?” Elliot asked with a charming smile.

Anastasia nearly jumped to her feet as she denied in a fluster, “Stop talking nonsense.” “Tm not here as a mere guest. | would like to talk to your father about a business project.” He raised his brow at her. Of course, he wouldn't cover for nothing.

Anastasia was stunned to hear that. Any random project that Elliot had in his hands would allow her father to make a profit for at least a few years to come. However, Elliot's true intention was to repay kindness, and she didn’t wish to see her father interact with him too much.

Just then, Erica entered the hall holding her mother’s arm while gazing around anxiously. Suddenly, she took notice of the handscharming figure at the first table from the left in front of the stage. Although she only saw his back, it was enough to make her heart race.

Soon, she noticed a familiar figure sitting next to that man. At that instant, jealousy and anger started raging inside her. Isn't that Anastasia? MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1

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