Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 226 Hostile Encounter How could it be Elliot? Anastasia was dumbfounded for a few seconds. Then, she immediately frowned. “Why are you here?” “I missed Jared, so I'm here to see him.” The man expressed that he went to her house for her son.

Anastasia blocked his way. “My son is asleep. Try again next time!” Elliot watched as she blocked the door, his beautiful eyes narrowing. “You're mad just because | had a meal with Hayley?” Immediately, Anastasia widened her eyes and glared at him, as if she had taken a huge hit. “Angry? Who? You can have meals with whoever you like, so what right do | have to be mad at you? I'm nobody to you.” Just then, a man’s voice cfrom the master bedroom. “Anastasia, do you have a screwdriver in your house? Can | borrow it?” Those words caused the man at the entrance to darken his expression. There's another man in this woman’s house? “You're hiding a man in your house?” Elliot stared at her, his gaze sharp.

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Anastasia finally remembered that Oliver was fixing her computer. After squick thinking, she raised her eyebrow on purpose.

“President Presgrave, it's not the best tforto be seeing guests, so please leave.” The man narrowed his eyes and stared at her with an unfriendly gaze. Then, he pushed her out of his path and strode right in.

“Hey, Elliot—" Elliot walked briskly to the door of the master bedroom and saw a man crouching and working on the computer tower. Oliver was disassembling the motherboard when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if someone were staring at him.

In the end, he couldn't help but turn around to look. A tall and large man was standing at the door, staring at him with a frightening gaze.

Oliver was startled and accidentally ran his palm against a sharp corner of the computer tower. A bleeding wound surfaced in his hand.

Anastasia had just arrived at the door when she saw Oliver checking his palm. She hastily pushed aside the man blocking the entrance. “Oliver, did you hurt your hand? Letsee.” With that, Anastasia immediately bent over and gripped Oliver's palm. She felt terribly sorry at the sight of the wound. “Wait here.

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I'll get sgauze and bandage it for you.” As the man standing at the door watched the scene unfold, he felt like his heart had been stabbed, and it was throbbing in dull pain.

This woman was not only hiding a man. This man was also in her master bedroom fixing her computer late at night. Moreover, this man just got a little scratch on his hand, but she was already reacting like that.

Oliver said hurriedly, “It's fine. It's nothing. Just geta screwdriver, thanks.” However, Anastasia still hastily cout and, getting annoyed at a certain someone standing in the way, said, “Elliot, can you not get in the way?” That certain someone put on a tight frown, glaring daggers at Oliver.

Oliver met his gaze and instantly realized what people meant by the overpowering contempt of a king. He was so shaken that he felt his heart tremble, for this man’s glare was terrifying.

Just then, Anastasia cin with her medicine kit. She hastily opened it and took Oliver's hand as she disinfected his wound, then wrapped the gauze around it.

At that moment, the little guy from the next room popped out. He exclaimed in surprise, “Mr. Presgrave! How are you here?” The cold expression on Elliot's handsface immediately switched to a warm smile. “Yes, | passed by your home, so | cup to visit.” “Mommy, Mr. Presgrave is here.” The little guy poked his head in and immediately exclaimed, “Is Mr. Shaw hurt?” Elliot was stunned once again. Even the little guy is concerned about this man? Who's he? | have only been away for a week, and they have a new favorite person? “It's nothing serious. Anastasia, maybe | can move your computer to my house, and I'll deliver it tomorrow morning. | promise I'll get it fixed.” “Please, how could 1? You're already so tired from work, so how could | trouble you to work overtto fix my computer?” “It's nothing. | have tools at home, so I'll be able to work faster if | bring your device home. Do rest early, you guys.” With that, Oliver picked up Anastasia’s computer tower and went out. At the door, he looked at Elliot out of courtesy but was met with a terrifying glare.

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