Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 229 I'm Here With My Wife Elliot's gaze lingered on Anastasia. It was true that the woman he loved would look good no matter what she wore.

“Oh! Really? All right, I'll leave now.” With that, he turned around and opened the door to leave.

It happened so fast that Anastasia could hardly react and she even forgot to chew her food. When she heard the door banging shut, she realized he was truly gone. This man’s emotions were truly difficult to grasp.

As Elliot walked out of the residential area, he whipped out his phone and dialed Felicia’s number. “Hello, President Presgrave.” Felicia was a little shaken to receive a call from her boss at such an hour in the morning.

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“Sendthe address where Anastasia would be getting her car later. You don’t have to show up anymore.” She was an understanding person, and she knew what was going on right away. Her boss was going instead of her with Anastasia and Felicia hastily said in enthusiasm, “Of course, of course. I'll send you the address right away.” Soon, Elliot received the address of the car dealer where Anastasia would be getting her car. He started his car and went over first to wait for her.

Anastasia finished her breakfast and looked at the time. | should be heading over soon. She hailed a cab and headed toward the car dealer; while on her way there, she even asked the driver for stips on driving. She had a good chat with the female driver until they arrived at the car dealer.

After getting out of the car, Anastasia took out her phone and dialed Felicia’s number as she walked toward the entrance.

“Hello, Felicia? Have you arrived?” “Um... Anastasia, something urgent cup, so | can’t make it,” Felicia said hesitatingly.

Anastasia was immediately tense. “What? You're not coming?” “Yes, I've been so busy all morning. Anastasia, get someone else to help you, okay?” With that, Felicia hung up.

Anastasia was instantly worried as she wondered who could help her to drive the car home. While she was pondering, a man emerged from his car, which was parked next to the car dealer.

Anastasia subconsciously looked in that direction as her pretty eyes widened in shock when she registered what she was seeing.

Then, she finally understood why Felicia couldn't make it. Felicia wasn't busy; she was under a certain someone's orders.

Elliot was simply too persistent. Why wouldn't he do something else instead of sticking his nose into my life all the time? Does he have too much ton his hands? He has Dominion Corporation and QR Jewelry Group to handle, so isn't he busy? The man coughed lightly. “What a coincidence!” Anastasia rolled her eyes at him. A coincidence? Yeah, right. It was definitely a chance encounter that he planned and created on purpose.

“You seem to have a lot of ton your hands, President Presgrave.” She crossed her arms and with the wind lifted her long hair into the air, she looked quite pretty.

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“You don't have to bother other people to help you get used to driving. You have me.” Elliot narrowed his eyes because he was willing to risk his safety to help her practice.

Anastasia tried to scare him away. “Are you sure you want to be my passenger?” “As long as you're willing to drive.” The man was all ready to be by her, even if his life might be at stake.

She swallowed nervously. At this moment, she received another call from the salesperson. As she answered the call, she walked into the car dealer shop while the man behind her followed suit, taking long strides.

As soon as the man walked in, the female assistant standing at the entrance was awestruck.

Wow, what a handsman! Is he here to buy a car? Is he a client? Is he married? Smen were worth chasing after and Elliot was one such man. Anastasia walked over to a tall and amiable person—it was her sales consultant, Flynn. Flynn was enthusiastic as she exclaimed, “Miss Tillman, cover here. Your precious car awaits you.” A few saleswomen were swarming around Elliot. “Sir, are you here to look at scars?” Elliot didn’t like getting too close to other women, so he said clearly, “I'm here with my wife to pick up her car.” His voice was loud enough to reach Anastasia’s ears. She stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at the man smiling and walking over to her. What nonsense was he saying? His wife? The saleswoman immediately looked at Anastasia in envy and admiration.

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