In spite of the chaos online, Anastasia directed all her focus on taking care of her dad in Presgrave
Hospital. Sitting by his bed and staring down at his pale face, she forced herself to remain strong. She
could not break down at a time like this.
Meanwhile, at Tillman Residence, Erica was scrolling on her phone, watching video after video.
However, the more she scrolled, the more frustrated she got. Just then, she received a call from Alex.
“Hey”
“This is causing quite the uproar. Aren’t you afraid that it would get out of hand?” Alex asked, worried.
After all, he had the exact same mindset as a rat that hid in the gutters, forever shying away from the
light.
Even so, Anastasia was now under attack. Any response from her would turn the tides and redirect the
barrage of attacks toward those who were after her.
“What are you afraid of? Honestly, your are such a coward. Having the whole world know about this will
force her to return my father to me,” she answered.
“I will notify Anastasia to attend tomorrow’s meeting then. It is time to publicize the will,” he said.
Joy flashed through her eyes. She had been waiting eagerly for this very moment. “For real? That is
amazing! Does that mean there will be no issues with the will?”
“Everything will go smoothly.”
“Nice, and by tomorrow, my mother and I will take over 60% of all the company shares my father
owned!”
When she hung up on the phone, she was nearly bursting with giddiness. She was going to be rich.
The thought of having to ask Francis for money all these years filled her with disgust. He was not her
actual father, yet she had to call him that for so many years.
Frankly speaking, she felt no love for Francis
All she wanted was money, an endless stream of money
It was around three in the afternoon when Anastasia received a call from Alex, notifying her about the
details of the board meeting scheduled for tomorrow. Due to Francis’ condition and the fact that the
company could not go for long without a decision maker, the board needed to discuss the company’s
next step forward.
After she agreed to attend the meeting. Alex decided to ask, “Are you okay, Miss Tillman?”
“I’m fine.”
“I saw a lot of lies being spread online about you.”
“Thanks for your concern,” she curtly replied, not wanting to tell him much about the topic.
Deep down, she had a feeling that he was on Naomi’s side. Additionally, with how close he was to
Erica, he was definitely pulling some strings in the company for the two women. Hence, she did not
think much of his show of concern.
As he also knew how wary she was of him, he did not say much and just hung up.
That evening. Elliot brought Jared over to the hospital. The kid had seen neither hide nor hair of his
mother for two whole days, so the latter was feeling quite worried and upset.
When Jared arrived, she told him about Francis’ condition. She did not want to lie to her son, even
though he was just a child.
Jared stood in front of the window, eyes blinking hard as he stared into the ICU ward where his
grandfather lay. There is no way Grandpa will be asleep forever; he is just taking a nap.
“Mommy, Grandpa will wake up soon, right?” Jared asked, looking up at her.
“That’s right. He’ll wake up when he’s done sleeping.” She knelt down and kissed her son on the head,
blinking back tears as she did so.
Later that evening when she told Elliot about the board meeting she was going to attend at Tillman
Constructions, he suggested going along with her.
However, she did not agree with that idea. It was not that she did not want him with her, but this was
Tillman’s internal affairs. Naomi and Erica would surely criticize her for bringing him along.
“Okay, I won’t go, but my lawyer and bodyguards must go with you,” he insisted. He did not want
anything to happen to her.
“Okay” She nodded.
When it was time for bed, she slept with Jared while Elliot rested in the room next door.
The next morning.
Journalists from all outlets were hiding near the entrance of Tillman Constructions. According to the
rumors, something important that was happening. today would decide the heir to the company. Who
would be the winner. between Anastasia and Mrs. Tillman? Either way, it would be an exciting show.
A few moments later, two black SUVS pulled up to the entrance. They were there as escorts for a
limousine. The journalists waiting in their vehicles immediately swarmed the newcomers. Just as they
were about to block the back doors of the limousine, eight burly and tall bodyguards stepped out of the
SUVS. pushed everyone away from the limousine, and cordoned off a path from the limousine door to
the building entrance.
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