Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 200

Chapter 200

“Nigel, stop fooling around now and go to sleep! I really am going to hang up now.” Saying that,

Anastasia rushed over to snatch her phone back. However, Elliot did not want to give it back.

Anastasia did not dare get too loud, as it would be hard to explain if Nigel found out that another man

was at her house. It would definitely damage her reputation. “I don’t want to. Quick, just one song. I’m

waiting for you!” Obviously, they could hear that Nigel had turned over and was waiting patiently.

Seeing how high Elliot’s hand was, Anastasia jumped in order to reach her phone but the very next

second, she found her waist suddenly hugged by an arm, as the man pressed her against the balcony

and accurately kissed her while still raising his other hand. Anastasia’s mind went blank and she was

humiliated to the extreme. Is he doing this on purpose?

“Anastasia, sing for me. Humor this big baby to sleep!” Nigel was still begging on the other end of the

line. This almost drove her crazy. How can I do that? I’m being kissed by this b*stard of a man right now!

An idea suddenly came to her in the heat of the moment and she circled her arms around Elliot’s neck,

pretending to immerse herself in the kiss. Seeing his hand slowly lowering as expected, Anastasia

quickly snatched her phone back and went to the side, slightly panting. “Nigel, just go to sleep. I’ll hang

up now!” Anastasia shouted down the line before she ended the call. After that, she stared at the evil

man.

“Was that fun?” To this, Elliot only innocently replied, “I was just agitated.” “You…” Not wanting to bother

with him any longer, Anastasia would have chased him out of the house if it weren’t for her father’s

problems needing Elliot’s help.

If Nigel knew that Anastasia was actually being kissed for a good ten seconds while they were on the

phone, he would have most likely lost his mind, because that meant that he would’ve lost to his

shameless cousin. After taking her important belongings out of her room, Anastasia said to the man who

was sitting on the sofa before going to sleep in her son’s room, “You should go to bed earlier. And do

not disturb me while I’m sleeping.”

“But you haven’t even bathed yet!” Elliot raised his eyebrows at that. “Whether I bathe or not is none of

your business.” As Anastasia did not want to chance the man doing something despicable, she was

content to scroll through her phone in her son’s room. After all, she wouldn’t stink to high heaven just

from not showering a day.

That night, Elliot got his wish of sleeping on her bed again. The next morning, Anastasia opened her

eyes dazedly. It was only then that she realized she had been sleeping in her son’s room and

remembered that her room was being used by Elliot. Opening the door, she saw that it was only 7AM.

Since it was a Saturday, Anastasia did not think that Elliot would be up, so she stretched while walking to

the balcony, seeing as today was a day where she could actually relax. On the weekend, the city had a

relaxed feeling to it, as the quiet streets did not have the usual hustle and bustle of the morning traffic.

Pouring a cup of water for herself, Anastasia thought about what to have for breakfast, and when she

should go pick up her son. Just then, the sound of the main door suddenly being opened surprised her,

and she turned around to replace Elliot coming back with breakfast in his hands. “You… were up already?”

A stunned Anastasia looked at the man. “I’m an early bird by habit.” Setting down the breakfast on the

table, Elliot then said, “Come and eat!” Looking at him, she was a bit surprised, thinking that successful

men really do have a firm grip on their time and that he actually did not sleep in.

While Anastasia sat down and ate with him, Elliot elegantly held a piece of bread while saying

nonchalantly, “I can accompany you to pick Jared up later.” Immediately, she rejected his notion by

waving her hand. “There’s no need for that. I’ll go by myself.” “Are you afraid of Nigel seeing us

together?”

Elliot asked while peering at her. For reasons unbeknownst to herself, Anastasia just did not want

anybody to know how close she was with Elliot. “By the way, President Presgrave, you are going to keep

the promise of helping my father out, right?” Changing the subject, Anastasia thought that since she had

already let Elliot sleep on her bed, he had better honor his promise.

“Of course I will.” Smiling, Elliot continued, “Whatever promises I make to you, I will always honor them.”

Unable to look into his charismatic eyes, Anastasia could only look down and continue to munch on her

bread. “Thank you.”