After the meeting ended, Alice suddenly stopped Anastasia. “Anastasia, let’s compete fairly if you have
the skills. If you win the prize just because of your connections, you’re barely worth my time.”
Anastasia didn’t know where Alice was coming from. Why is Alice saying such things to me, anyway?
Since we’re both rivals, and Alice was rude to me first, I have every right to defend myself.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve always gotten by with my skills.”
“Hah!” Alice snorted and left.
At around 11 am, Anastasia took a deep breath and made a call to the president’s office.
“Hello.” Elliot’s exclusively alluring voice rang out.
“Anastasia here. Would you have time for lunch together at noon, President Presgrave?” she asked.
“Sure! I’ll make the reservations,” Elliot answered.
Anastasia felt a little awkward now. If this man made reservations at a high-class restaurant, her wallet
would be in trouble.
“I know a place with good food. Why not,” Anastasia attempted to save her wallet.
“Why? Not willing to splurge on me?” the man questioned her mockingly before she finished her
sentence.
“Of course not. Never mind, you can make the reservations,” Anastasia replied boldly.
The call ended, and she couldn’t help but let out a sigh. Since Elliot wanted to break her bank with
food, she would have to allow it. She decided to go all out, since he had saved her last night after all. It
was almost half-past eleven when Anastasia received a private message from Elliot. ‘See you in the
parking lot in 10 minutes.’
Anastasia replied with a ‘ok.
– She took her bag and went out, heading directly toward the elevator. After she got in,
she pressed the button that would take her to the second basement, where the VIP
car park was.
When Anastasia emerged, she didn’t notice a gray sports car at the side that had just pulled up. Inside,
a man was about to get out of the car when he spotted her and stared at her through the window in
disbelief.
Then, the man watched as she opened the door of a Rolls-Royce and got in.
That’s Elliot’s private car. That’s my cousin’s car. Nigel’s eyes went wide, quite unable to believe that
Anastasia had canceled her date with him, only to go on a date with his cousin.
Where are they going?
Unable to keep his curiosity in check, Nigel started his car and tailed Elliot’s car right away. As
Anastasia sat in Elliot’s car, she wondered which restaurant this man was taking her to.
This city was full of private kitchens that boasted premium ingredients, and a single meal could cost 10
thousand or even up to 100 thousand. This might be the normal price of a meal for a man of Elliot’s
stature, but for common folks like her, it was an unbelievable number.
Suddenly, Anastasia recognized the familiar street. She gasped in surprise, for it was the route back to
her home.
“President Presgrave, you made reservations at a restaurant near my house?” Anastasia asked
curiously.
“Yes,” the man replied calmly.
Then, Anastasia found her residential area right next to them, and the man had pulled up in a parking
space at the entrance of her place. She was stunned and looked at the man in confusion.
“Get out of the car with me. We’ll buy some groceries, and you’ll cook for me.” Elliot turned around and
stared at her.
Anastasia could hardly react. This man didn’t want her to treat him to lunch at a restaurant; he wanted
her to make him lunch!
_”I’m too lazy to cook. Let’s just go to a restaurant.” Anastasia didn’t want to bring him home. After all,
her son wasn’t at home, so things would be awkward if it were just the two of them.
“Anastasia, this is my request. You’d better satisfy my needs.” With that, Elliot opened the door and
went out.
Anastasia was speechless. However, she didn’t have the capacity to decline, since he really did save
her last night.
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