Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

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Chapter 122

Bang! Suddenly, the fireworks burst into the air.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Anastasia was amazed and stared at the sky.

“It’s beautiful. It is just that this moment is too transient,” she exclaimed silently.

Anastasia gazed at the fireworks, and Jason’s eyes were fixed on her.

It was as if they were witnessing the most beautiful scenery in the world.

“The beauty of fireworks lies in their fleeting nature. They leave behind a trace of awe-inspiring beauty,”

Anastasia said, raising her hand as if trying to grasp the transient splendor.

Jason took photos of the fireworks and sent them to Anastasia.

Anastasia took a look and smiled. “You’ve taken such good photos.”

“They’re beautiful fireworks.” Jason smiled. “I’ll be by your side until you accept me.”

The sound of fireworks was too loud, and Anastasia couldn’t hear Jason’s words clearly.

The next morning, Anastasia appeared at Alastor’s house.

“Why didn’t you come in?” Alastor’s eyes were red. Anastasia wondered if he didn’t sleep last night.

Alastor opened the door and looked at Anastasia standing outside.

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Anastasia looked at the door lock. “You’ve deleted my fingerprints and changed the password, have

you not?”

Alastor was stunned for a moment before he remembered. “I changed my fingerprint lock and

password. It’s to guard against my mom…”

Because she knew the password to his house, she entered the house easily and took Snowball away.

Anastasia didn’t say anything and went straight to the door.

“The password is the day Snowball came home,” Alastor spoke again.

Anastasia stopped and said in a deep voice, “Snowball is dead.”

Anastasia walked into the kitchen and helped him make breakfast.

Soon, the hot breakfast was served.

Looking at the breakfast on the table, Alastor’s heart softened a little. “Have you made up your mind to

live here?”

Anastasia didn’t say anything.

“You only have one day to think about it.” After breakfast, Alastor said again, “Think it over. My

assistant will come to pick you up later, and we’ll attend the dinner party. Dress up nicely.”

Anastasia clenched the fork in her hand, torn between wanting to refuse and being afraid of Alastor’s

reaction if she did.

Alastor put down his fork and motioned Anastasia to prepare clothes for him.

Anastasia took a deep breath and helped Alastor find the suit he was going to wear today, as usual.

Alastor knew that Anastasia always had a good fashion sense.

“I’m leaving now. Don’t be late for dinner.”

After saying that, Alastor left.

Anastasia cleaned the kitchen and dining table, then sat on the couch, lost in thought.

At 2:30 PM, Alastor’s assistant came to the door.

“Ms. Lawson, Mr. Lopez asked me to pick you up,” the assistant said indifferently.

In the past, he had to call Anastasia Mrs. Lawson even if he was reluctant to do so, but now, he just

addressed her as Ms.

Lawson.

Anastasia was not in high spirits. “Take me to Laces in Garments for a gown.”

Felicia had donated her gown. Besides, Anastasia also didn’t have any suitable clothes for going out.

The assistant looked disgusted. “Sorry, Laces in Garments is for members only.”

Anastasia was stunned for a moment. She almost forgot that she had tailored gowns in Laces in

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Garments under Alastor’s

name.

“What? Didn’t I attend the dinner party as Mrs. Lopez?” Anastasia’s voice was low.

The assistant didn’t dare to say anything. “Let’s go.”

Anastasia got in the car with a sullen face and found that the assistant had been deliberately making a

detour.

“Is Laces in Garments far away?” Anastasia could tell that the assistant deliberately wanted her to be

late or make a fool of

herself.

“Sorry, I’m not familiar with the road,” the assistant said perfunctorily.

“As an assistant of Alastor, you’re not even familiar with the way. You can take the blame and resign.”

Anastasia was a little

angry.

The journey from Alastor’s house to Laces in Garments was supposed to take only ten minutes.

However, the assistant spent thirty minutes driving her there.

When the car stopped in front of Laces in Garments, Anastasia understood why.

Felicia was also there, apparently here to choose a gown too

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