Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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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 bechis view, and her happiness directly affected him as he becvery 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.

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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 oflacking 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 sand 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. “Letpour it, Dad!” Not 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 | 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.

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A smile appeared in Elliot's gaze when he heard that. “Miss-Tillman, are you worried aboutright now?” Looking at him, Anastasia then saw another senior beside her father had stood up, and her heart skipped a beat. Don't tellthat every one of Dad's friends is going to toast Elliot?! Elliot cfrom 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 bectheir target to toast to.

“P-President Presgrave, I'm not good with words, but | 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 herself, 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 stable. 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 | will be excusing ourselves first. Please enjoy your meals.” MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1

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