Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 209 He Didn't Want to Admit After all, her son had a handsface.

“Why does he look like him? Can't he look like me?” Anastasia mumbled in dismay. Why would her son take after Elliot's looks? Meanwhile, the poor child didn’t know that his own mother was complaining about him.

After sending her son to school the next morning, Anastasia didn’t return to the company. Instead, she went to the shop. Just as she got out of the car, she saw a row of luxurious cars parked in front of Bourgeois Jewelry Atelier. The few ateliers next to it had no business, while Bourgeois’ flagship store was currently flooded with customers. Not only that, every customer who cout of the shop carried a bag.

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Anastasia wanted to look for the shop manager, Miss Chastain, but the latter was so occupied that Anastasia couldn't even spot her. In fact, she was busy transferring the products, and they were short of many high-end pieces! Therefore, Anastasia could only return to the company first. When she arrived, Anastasia saw Erica sitting in the lobby, but the latter pulled a cold expression and pretended not to know her. With that, Anastasia brisk-walked to the elevator. The moment she arrived at the office, Felicia quickly cup to her.

“Good job, Anastasia! Your family and friends have been a huge support!” Felicia bent down slightly and praised in a whisper.

“Huh?” Anastasia didn’t know what she meant by that.

“I heard that the shop you selected is doing really well! Although it's only been a few days into the month, our sales have exceeded two million!” Anastasia was a little surprised, so she bit her lip and denied, “They are not my friends and family, though.” “Alice’s team has only accumulated four to five million sales. I'm sure you'll be securing the associate director's position this time!” “I-'m just doing my best. I'm not trying to aim for the associate director's position or anything,” replied Anastasia helplessly. She just wanted to get her salary increment! If that position didn’t cwith a salary increment, she wouldn't have even applied.

Alice pushed the door open and entered the office with a long face shortly after Felicia left. Once she arrived, she said mockingly, “Anastasia, didn't we agree not to depend on our family and friends? Why did you do it?” Anastasia blinked her eyes at her question. Isn't she using the smethod as well? How dare she accuse me? “I'm not depending on my family and friends. They are just normal customers.” “Hah! Who are you trying to fool? Sof the customers who went to your shop are major shareholders of Presgrave Group.

There were also shigh-ranking managers there. Did you think | wouldn't find out that you used your connections to bring in President Presgrave’s family and friends?!” Anastasia’s mind instantly exploded. As she stared blankly at Alice for a few seconds, she was rendered speechless. Now, she finally understood why there was a large number of customers at her shop spending millions. Did all of them cfrom Elliot? “You promised a fair competition, Anastasia. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for cheating?” “If you call this cheating, why can you do it but | can’t?” Anastasia retorted.

“You...” Alice huffed as a shade of crimson crept up her neck and her face.

Anastasia didn’t bother arguing with her anymore. Since Alice wasn’t particularly fond of her as well, Anastasia stood up and said, “I have to work now. Please leave.” “You will regret this!” Alice spat before stomping out the door.

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Once Alice left, Anastasia wrapped her arms around her head in frustration. Why did Elliot help her? She didn’t want to owe him any favors! With that, Anastasia dialed the number to Elliot's office, but no one picked up.

Instead of giving up, Anastasia called Elliot's personal number. This time, the call was answered. “Hello?” His baritone and husky voice sounded as charming as ever.

However, that didn’t affect Anastasia’s impolite tone as she scolded in frustration, “Are you the one helpingpull customers to my shop, Elliot Presgrave?!” “Do you think | have so much free ton my hands?” Elliot tossed the question back at her.

“Don't lie to me. Someone recognized the customers that went to the store and said they were shareholders and managers from your company.” Anastasia exposed him mercilessly.

After remaining silent for a while, Elliot uttered indifferently, “That's their choice. It has nothing to do with me.” Elliot was obviously lying, for he didn’t want to admit that he had helped her.

Once again, Anastasia was speechless.

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