Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 213 Ruin My Daughter Blood gushed into her brain as a shade of crimson crept up her cheeks, and Anastasia froze because of his actions.

All she felt was the hot kiss that Elliot left on her lips. In order to show her that he wasn’t going to look down on her, he dived in for a long and desperate kiss.

Anastasia’s mind went blank as she let him take control of her.

When Elliot let go of her, he pressed his forehead against hers and uttered in a low and hoarse voice, “Listen up, Anastasia. | don’t despise you, so you can’t despisetoo. | don’t care about your past; | just want to be in your future.” At that moment, Anastasia was blushing uncontrollably. She shoved him away in anger and glared at him. Was he insane?! They were at the entrance of the company. If anyone saw them, she would never be able to clear up this misunderstanding.

“I'm warning you, Elliot...” Anastasia suddenly threatened.

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“You'd better not touch me, or else...” “You'll marry me,” Elliot smirked, finishing her sentence on behalf of Anastasia.

The woman stared at him, dumbfounded. She couldn't think of any words to refute him for a while, so she turned around and headed toward another commercial street.

This time, Elliot didn’t chase after her anymore. He had calmed down by then, and he believed that she wouldn't have any thoughts of suicide anymore. After all, she loved her son far too much to do that.

On the other hand, Anastasia sat down in a cafe with her face flushed.

No one saw us earlier, right? She was silently praying that no one had seen them kiss. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to work in the office anymore.

Elliot always took advantage of her regardless of the occasion, and he was a terrible person for that.

When her cup of iced coffee was served, Anastasia took a small sip. They were currently going through late Autumn in November, so a cup of iced coffee was enough to calm her nerves down. Her sudden outburst of anger earlier was due to the accumulation of resentment she had toward Erica since she was a child, and she couldn't take it any longer.

Now that she thought about it, she didn’t have to be upset. After all, she was only hurting herself.

Her phone rang at that moment, notifying Anastasia of a call from her father. She never expected to hurt Erica with the folder she had thrown at her.

“Hi, Dad.” Anastasia picked up the call.

“What happened to you and Erica, Anastasia? Did you two fight?” Francis inquired in an accusing tone.

“Yes, and | accidentally injured her,” Anastasia apologized.

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At that moment, Naomi's angry voice sounded from the other end as she spoke. “Anastasia Tillman! Are you trying to ruin my daughter? Are you happy now that her face is scratched?!” When she heard that, Anastasia furrowed her brows. Was her dad at home? “You've always bullied my daughter, Erica! Why does she have such a hard life? She hasn't even been at work for two days, yet you've already hurt her! Don’t cross the line, Anastasia.” Naomi sounded exasperated.

A speechless Anastasia rolled her eyes. Naomi was acting like the guilty party who was filing the suit and pretending to be pitiful.

“You should ask your daughter how she slanderedat work first,” Anastasia retorted without backing down.

“It isn’t like you don’t know Erica's temper. She’s just straightforward and likes to be nosy sometimes. That doesn’t give you the right to dismiss her from her job and hurt her. If the scratch leaves a scar on her face, I'm never going to forgive you,” said Naomi as she huffed, not forgetting to justify her daughter's actions.

“Alright, that's enough. Their fight isn’t that serious,” Francis reassured Naomi as the woman sobbed.

“If there's nothing else, I'll be hanging up. Goodbye, Dad.” Anastasia had had enough of Naomi. She was pretending to be pitiful in front of her dad, and she wanted to let Anastasia know her place in Francis’ heart.

Back at the office, Elliot suppressed the gossip about Anastasia and fired three employees. In just one day, he had fired Anastasia’s step-sister as well as two other female staff. His actions made the other staff panic, and no one dared to talk bad about Anastasia anymore.

When the woman returned to the office, no one dared to utter a word in front of her, but curious eyes were still locked on her behind Anastasia’s back.

Seeing how President Presgrave had defended her, was she really in a relationship with him? After today’s incident, that rumor seemed to have becreality.

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