Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 193

Chapter 193

Chapter 193

“Anastasia, why didn’t you bring your son along?” Erica immediately exposed the fact that Anastasia had

a son.

Bluntly, the latter replied, “You don’t have to worry about that. My son is being taken care of just fine.”

“President Presgrave, do you know that my sister has a kid? He’s already four now. It was quite tough on

her, having to raise him all on her own.” At that point, Erica wanted to just spill the fact that Anastasia

was a single mother.

Since Alex already knew that Anastasia had a child, he thought that he stood a better chance at being

with her due to a single mother’s lowered standard in choosing her partner.

In turn, Anastasia only smirked while looking at Erica’s little show.

On the other hand, Erica kept thinking that Elliot would ask her something out of sheer curiosity. Never in

a million years did she think that he wouldn’t care about this at all, with him not even listening to her.

Coughing awkwardly, she then kept quiet.

Meanwhile, Alex was trying to replace a topic to chat with Anastasia, so he asked, “Miss Tillman, you said

that you wanted a tour of the company, right? When are you free? I’d love to bring you around.”

When facing Alex, Anastasia always smiled politely back. This made a certain man feel jealous inside, as

she did not even smile at him like that from the start.

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The only things that she showed him were her temper, stubbornness and willfulness, all of which were

bad sides.

But now, she actually left her best smile, sweetest voice and best side of her to a stranger that she just

met.

“Alright, then. I’ll contact you if I’m ever in Dad’s company.” Anastasia then proceeded to exchange

numbers with Alex.

“Sure thing!” Happiness was written all over Alex’s face when he said that.

Anastasia’s gaze then met with a chilling, upset one, and her smile froze in place

before disappearing altogether. In the end, she picked up her goblet and averted her gaze.

At that moment, Francis brought a few of his friends over to the table, and he said to Anastasia as soon

as he came over, “Anastasia, why are you sitting here? Quickly now! Go and sit beside President

Presgrave.”

Left with no choice, Anastasia could only relocate her seat beside Elliot’s. Now, Elliot was surrounded by

both of Francis’ daughters.

Hurriedly, Alex also switched seats and sat beside Anastasia.

“President Presgrave, I’m sorry for this lack of proper treatment. Please, if you have anything, just order

Anastasia to do it for you!”

“I will be sure to do so, Mr. Tillman!” Smiling, Elliot exuded the aura of an elitist.

Remembering something, Anastasia stood up and walked to her father’s side, whispering, “Dad, when

you’re giving the speech later, be sure to not expose President Presgrave’s identity. He wants to keep a

low-profile.”

“I understand.” Francis nodded.

And so, Anastasia returned to her seat. Before long, Francis was invited on stage by the host. After he

somewhat excitedly drank a big gulp from a can of beer and adjusted his suit, he went up to the stage.

Looking at how happy her father was, Anastasia was very calm inside as she clapped and looked

admiringly at him speaking excitedly on stage.

On the other hand, Elliot gave a stretch and looked between the woman beside him and Francis. At that

moment, Elliot could feel the charm of what family was due to the obvious love Anastasia showed for her

father.

On stage, Francis did not mention Elliot’s real identity. If his daughter did not tell him to do so, he

would’ve given Elliot a grand introduction.

After Francis’ speech, it was time for the banquet to start. Because Francis himself was in the blue-collar

field, his guests tonight were all his employees and they occupied over fifty tables. The scene was very

lively, even though it did not match the elegance of the upper society.

Everybody just wanted to fill their stomachs and drink until they dropped. In short, having a good night

was their only aim. When Francis was still on stage, someone

even requested that he sing a song, so in a state of being forced and submitting to it, he decided to sing

a classic to help liven up the atmosphere even further. Francis even sang with great vigor.

Off stage, Anastasia had been howling with laughter at this scène, and she alternated between covering

her mouth and giving her father a thumbs up. Seeing how his daughter loved listening to him sing,

Francis put in even more effort.