Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 396 You Have Zero Credibility After she was done drinking the bird’s nest soup, Anastasia grabbed her bag and said to Elliot, “I'll head back to the office first.” There was no reason for Elliot to stay anyway. With that, they paid the bill and headed back to Bourgeois. When they arrived back in the office, those who were working overthad all gone hby now.

Elliot followed Anastasia into her office lazily. Meanwhile, she removed her jacket, finding it a bother. The khaki-colored bodycon dress beneath it made her curves especially alluring underneath the lights.

With that, he sat across from her and admired her.

The bright lighting made the pair of eyes underneath her thick, long lashes as clear as crystals, and her delicate facial features made her palm-sized face exceptionally charming.

He grew more infatuated with her the more he looked.

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How can there be a woman who matches my aesthetics so perfectly in this world? They were practically formed according to his preferences, and she was a beauty from every angle.

Feeling tired, Anastasia decided to look away from her laptop only to find a certain someone staring at her with his chin propped.

Who knew how long he had been watching her like that. Underneath the lights, his eyes were like vortexes that sucked her in, and his pursed lips were laced with temptation beneath his tall nose.

Just then, Elliot curled his lips and smiled. “Found anything?” “Not really.” Anastasia leaned back and raised her head a little.

“Will you givea reward if | help you find the culprit?” He asked out of the blue, seemingly confident.

Of course, Anastasia had never planned on relying on him. However, since he had suggested it, she agreed jokingly and said, “Sure!” “That's a yes?” “Yes, I'll give you a reward if you can find this culprit.” I've watched the surveillance footage for hours, and | still haven't gotten anything. As if you'd be able to find the culprit.

Elliot smiled confidently and said, “Alright. It's a deal.” With that, he closed her laptop. “Don’t look anymore. I've already found the person.” The news got Anastasia stumped. “Who is it?!” “I'll let you know tomorrow. Now, let's go home!” It pained Elliot to see her so exhausted.

“Tellwho it is!” Anastasia shot up from her seat, surprised.

He wasn't going to keep it from her anyway. With that, he explained, “I've asked Rey to retrieve all of Bourgeois’ employees’ recent bank transactions and found half a million transferred into Alice’s account. The sender? Savill Jewelry Atelier’s public account.” Anastasia’s eyes widened at that. It was just as she had suspected! She thought Alice had been acting rather suspicious in the clip she had saved earlier.

“I knew it. | figured it was her.” Anastasia slapped her desk in anger. “That wretched woman.” “I'll send you hnow and deal with this tomorrow.” Malice shot from Elliot's cold gaze as he swore, “I'll make them pay for what they did to you.” These guys really had a death wish for messing with his woman.

Anastasia gave up checking the rest of the surveillance footage at this point, certain that the clip she saved could prove that Alice had been into her office.

It was already 8.30PM when they cout of Bourgeois. Just then, a gust of cold wind blew past, leading Anastasia to hug herself since she was feeling chilly.

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At that, Elliot pulled her into his arms and wrapped her up in his suit jacket, causing her to blush slightly.

She was enveloped in his pleasant scent which invaded her senses.

Anastasia checked the twhen they arrived at her hto find it was already 9.30PM, so she gave up on picking up Jared.

However, someone began devising his schemes when she was about to get out of the car.

“Can | go in for stea?” Elliot's true intentions were evident in his eyes.

“No.” Anastasia rejected as she looked at him.

“I'm just going to drink stea. | won't do anything else,” he swore.

To that, she reminded, “President Presgrave, do you not realize you have lost all credibility with me?” Then, he looked somewhat defeatedly at her. “You heartless woman. Go on, go home!” After exiting the car, Anastasia watched him drive away before heading up to her apartment. Just then, what Alice had done to defher popped into her head. She would have to solve this issue thoroughly.

Later at 3.00AM, Alice arrived at the international airport in a taxi, entering hurriedly with her suitcase. Meanwhile, one of Elliot's bodyguards received a call as he sat inside a black sedan not far from her.

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