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Chapter 282 Illegitimate Daughter
While sitting quietly in her seat, Anastasia raised her head and noticed a group of guests entering and
speaking quietly to the man in front of them. Clearly, that man was Elliot. He looked elegant and
charming in a black suit, and his demeanor was a polite one too.
Tonight, he appeared less dominant but more modest and sophisticated. No matter which side of him
he revealed, the charm he exuded did not diminish. Her gaze was fixed on him as she was thinking,
and as if he felt that, his deep eyes looked at her across all the guests. He furrowed his brows in
displeasure when he noticed she had switched seats.
When their eyes met, her heart raced inexplicably. She was unsure what to do at that instant, and she
reflexively took her teacup, pretending to be drinking tea.
Hayley, on the other side of the hall, took everything in. When Elliot walked in, her gaze was already
fixed on him. As a result, she witnessed everything, including how he welcomed the guests and he
flirted with Anastasia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt the same time, a posh black car came to a halt beside the fountain outside the main hall. A slender
leg stepped down as the door opened, followed by a lady dressed in a silver evening gown. The lights
highlighted this twenty-five-year-old lady’s flawless makeup as well as her bright eyes.
She swayed her waist as she approached an elderly man who had gotten out of the car on the other
side and grabbed his elbow. “Let’s go in.”
The old man gave her his intricate gaze and let her hold his arms as he walked up the stairs. Elliot, who
had learned of his arrival, was already waiting for him at the main door.
“Hello, Lucas. I’m glad you’ve arrived. Please come in!” Elliot greeted the elderly gentleman politely. He
was one of Elliot’s father’s few close friends when he was alive.
“Hello, Elliot! It’s been some time since I last saw you!” Lucas gave Elliot a pat on his shoulder. At this
moment, a young lady’s sweet voice was heard saying, “Dad, do introduce me as well.”
Lucas’ smile stiffened slightly as he heard that, but he quickly responded, “Elliot, this is my daughter,
Aliona.”
That took Elliot aback. Although he knew that Lucas had a son, this was his first time hearing Lucas
had a daughter.
“Hello, Miss Dora.”
“Hi, Young Master Elliot. I’m Aliona,” Aliona smilingly replied.
“Aliona, you may enter first. I’ll have a few words with Elliot,” Lucas faced Aliona and said.
“Sure, Dad,” she replied with a smile on her face.
Lucas couldn’t help but take Elliot’s hand in his with an intricate expression. “Elliot, Aliona is my
illegitimate child whom I have just acknowledged. Please look after her in the future.”
Elliot understood Lucas’ words and nodded. “I will.”
As almost all the guests had arrived, dinner was served. Anastasia saw that Elliot was back in his seat,
and Nigel was there as well. He even came over and said hello to her earlier. All of the dishes for
tonight were already on the table. Every one of them had its own auspicious meaning. The ingredients
were also fresh, appetizing, and enjoyable for everyone.
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Anastasia was feeding Jared with Francis’ assistance, while Erica kept looking at Elliot, as if she was
hoping for something.
Hayley saw this too, and she silently mocked Erica in her heart. Is she eyeing Elliot as well?
While Anastasia was busy having her dinner, a man’s deep voice suddenly resonated behind her. “Mr.
Tillman, let me drink a toast to you.”
She didn’t turn her head, but she knew exactly who was behind her. Furthermore, his large palm rested
on her back, eerily stroking her and exuding a warmth that made her heart race.
But everyone at the table did not notice that, as they were busy responding to Elliot’s toast. Anastasia
had to stand up with the others as well, but the palm on her back remained. She was too shy to even
look at him.
“Hello ladies and gentlemen, please excuse my bad hospitality,” he said modestly in his deep and
husky voice.
“Not at all.”
Everyone at this table was the elders of the Presgrave Family’s relatives. Facing this current young
pillar of the family, they were filled with courtesy and respect.