“Anastasia, it’s not a big deal. It’s perfectly normal for a superior to have a meal with his subordinate.
Who knows that they may even be relatives?” Felicia attempted to console her
Anastasia smiled in response. Acting as if she wasn’t affected, she answered, “They are not relatives.
Aliona’s father was a close friend of Elliot’s father.”
That stumped Felicia had no idea what to say. “Let’s eat.”
While eating, Anastasia feigned that she was alright too. In fact, she believed she was genuinely
unaffected and was not merely pretending. It’s Elliot’s choice to date anyone he wanted; it’s none of my
business.
“The upcoming competition is quite pressing. Do you have any ideas?”
“Yes, I’ve already sketched the first draft and will give it to you after some modifications.”
“That’s great. We’ll try to get the product out before the jewelry show. I hope that you will be able to
make a name for yourself through this.”
“I’ll do my best.” Anastasia felt the same way. She wished she could attain some achievement in this
industry and carve a name for herself.
Throughout the meal, she kept looking at the private room subconsciously and imagining things.
Considering Elliot’s flirting character and Aliona’s beauty, of course he would lay his hands on her.
Perhaps he was planning how to take advantage of Aliona.
As a designer, she had a surprisingly rich imagination and started picturing Elliot pressing Aliona
against the wall, trying to kiss her. The image she pictured was extremely vivid
“I’m full.” Anastasia had no appetite and had only a few bites of the food on the table.
“We’ll go back now then! I’m stuffed too.” Felicia wanted to bring her away from this restaurant.
In the private room, Aliona was happily supporting her chin with her hand on the table in the private
room. “I’m so happy.”
*
“I promised your father that I’ll take good care of you in the company.”
“Thank you, Elliot. I’ll rely on you in the future! Oh, were you the one who sent me the flowers this
morning?”
He responded with a nod. “It was to welcome you as a new employee in our company.”
“Thank you. I love it!” Despite her broad smile, Aliona was disappointed in her heart. Doesn’t he have
another meaning for sending the flowers?
With that, she intentionally asked, “By the way, everyone in the company is spreading rumors about us.
Do you think I need to explain to them?”
“You should if it affects your work.” Elliot appeared to be deep in thought as he looked out the window.
“No, it doesn’t affect me at all! I’m not explaining then.” She smiled, her lips pursed. Such a
misunderstanding suited her perfectly, and she craved more of it!
When Anastasia crossed the road after leaving the restaurant, her thoughts wandered and Felicia had
to hold her across the pathway. Once she reached her office, she heaved a deep breath and sat on her
seat. All she could think about was Elliot with nothing else about work on her mind. Why am I thinking
about him?
At this moment, Grace knocked on the door and entered. In hushed tones, she said, “President
Presgrave had lunch together with Aliona earlier, Anastasia. Everyone thinks they’re dating. Are you all
right?”
Hearing that, Anastasia sneered in her heart. Well, he’s making it so obvious to everyone! He sent her
flowers and took her out for lunch, not fearing that the entire company would know. Is he now publicly
showing his interest in Aliona?
“Don’t tell me such matters anymore. I’m not interested.” Anastasia raised her head and reminded
Grace.
To that, Grace puffed her cheeks and replied, “Okay, noted.”
Grace left after that. Anastasia then rubbed her brows, attempting to chase her messy thoughts away
so that she could focus on her work.
At about 3.00PM, Anastasia received Felicia’s call. “We’ll have a meeting in five minutes.”
On the other hand, Aliona was admiring the roses in her office, her chin resting on her hand. Though
they were meant to welcome her, she wondered if they meant something else-Elliot was interested in
her.
After all, he did not reject her invitation for lunch earlier. Perhaps I overestimated how important
Anastasia is to him.
Furthermore, she was extremely confident in herself. Thus, sooner or later, he would be hers.
In the president’s office.
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