However, Nigel held a strong sense of determination in this matter-he wanted to marry Anastasia, and
he wanted her as his wife. He wanted to care for her, and he wanted to surrender his whole life to her.
Nigel told Anastasia all about the guests he had met earlier-many of them were huge tycoons that he
wouldn’t have had the chance to meet if it weren’t for the charity dinner. “But I got so bored,” Nigel
muttered with a sigh. He smiled when he saw the bracelet on her hand. “Are you finally wearing what I
gave you?”
She gazed at the bracelet. “Of course. I’m the one who designed this.” Nigel had purchased a bracelet
from her, and he had gifted it to her on the day that he received it. Anastasia had been speechless-she
didn’t want to take it but Nigel had insisted, so she had no choice but to accept his gift in the end.
Right then, Nigel’s phone rang. “Hello? Dad.”
“Hey, Nigel. Johnson and his family are here. Come over and help me out,” Nigel’s dad ordered.
“Can I stay with my friend for a while, Dad?” Nigel asked.
“You can go off with your friend later, Nigel. You have to show more respect to your seniors. Hurry over
now.” His father’s voice sounded sterner this time.
“Dad, I…” Nigel was helpless. It seemed like his dad wasn’t about to let him go off so easily.
“Go on! We can meet anytime,” Anastasia urged with a smile on her face. “Okay. Wait for me here, and
I’ll come back to you once I’m done,” Nigel replied. That was exactly what Anastasia wanted to do-she
had no intention of leaving when she had just found such a luxurious room where she could rest in.
After Nigel left, Anastasia picked up a cup of fruit tea and sipped on it while she pulled her phone out to
scroll through the news. It had only been two minutes before someone opened the door to the room.
She looked up in surprise. Is Nigel back already? However, she froze when she looked up.
The man who entered the room wasn’t Nigel, but Elliot, the last person she wanted to see then “How
did you know that I was here?” Anastasia eyed him with a rather frustrated look. Elliot straightened his
firm and muscular body as he made his way in and shut the door behind him. He sat down on the
couch in an elegant manner before he turned to look at Anastasia. “Stay away from Nigel,” he warned.
He wasn’t trying to have a discussion with her, but giving her firm orders instead.
Anastasia knew he was about to talk about her relationship with Nigel again, and she felt rather
repulsed by his actions. “Why don’t you think about yourself first, President Presgrave? Nigel and I
don’t need you to meddle with our relationship.”
Elliot’s gaze darkened as he spoke in a cold tone. “Even if you’ve saved him in the past, I’m sure my
uncle and aunt wouldn’t want you as their daughter-in-law. I know them better than you do.”
“Why not?” Anastasia blinked.
“They want a daughter-in-law who can match up to their standards.” Elliot shot her a cold glare that had
hints of malice in it. Anastasia knew that she was no match for Nigel, so she genuinely wanted just to
be friends with him. She never dared to have other hopes for him.
When Elliot saw how she pressed her lips together in silence, he knew that what he said must have
hurt her. However, it was also the truth. My uncle and aunt have always had the thought of arranging a
marriage for Nigel. Even Grandma talked about this last week, and I recall hearing that my aunt had
already found a rich girl whom they thought was an ideal match.
Anastasia let out a seemingly self-deprecating scoff. “I know I’m just a normal person. I don’t need you
to remind me of that. I know where I stand,” she uttered.
He knitted his brows together when he saw the way she was bringing herself down. “I wasn’t looking
down on you,” he explained.
“I don’t need you to think any better of me,” she replied flatly. Right then, she recalled her memory of
Elliot and Hayley walking to the buffet area together, and it made her angry just thinking about it. If he
gets closer to Hayley, I hope he’ll stay away from me. I won’t have to feel so bothered by him then.
“You need to stay away from Nigel tonight, Anastasia. You don’t know who you might end up. triggering
otherwise.” Elliot used the same tone to give her another warning.
Anastasia stared directly into his eyes with an annoyed look on her face. “Are you done talking?”
He was genuinely annoyed at Anastasia’s stubborn personality. Can’t she just listen to me for once?
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