Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 282

Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Illegitimate Daughter

While sitting quietly in her seat, Anastasia raised her head and noticed a group of guests entering and

speaking quietly to the man in front of them. Clearly, that man was Elliot. He looked elegant and

charming in a black suit, and his demeanor was a polite one too.

Tonight, he appeared less dominant but more modest and sophisticated. No matter which side of him he

revealed, the charm he exuded did not diminish. Her gaze was fixed on him as she was thinking, and as

if he felt that, his deep eyes looked at her across all the guests. He furrowed his brows in displeasure

when he noticed she had switched seats.

When their eyes met, her heart raced inexplicably. She was unsure what to do at that instant, and she

reflexively took her teacup, pretending to be drinking tea.

Hayley, on the other side of the hall, took everything in. When Elliot walked in, her gaze was already

fixed on him. As a result, she witnessed everything, including how he welcomed the guests and he flirted

with Anastasia.

At the same time, a posh black car came to a halt beside the fountain outside the main hall. A slender

leg stepped down as the door opened, followed by a lady dressed in a silver evening gown. The lights

highlighted this twenty-five-year-old lady’s flawless makeup as well as her bright eyes.

She swayed her waist as she approached an elderly man who had gotten out of the car on the other side

and grabbed his elbow. “Let’s go in.”

The old man gave her his intricate gaze and let her hold his arms as he walked up the stairs. Elliot, who

had learned of his arrival, was already waiting for him at the main door.

“Hello, Lucas. I’m glad you’ve arrived. Please come in!” Elliot greeted the elderly gentleman politely. He

was one of Elliot’s father’s few close friends when he was alive.

“Hello, Elliot! It’s been some time since I last saw you!” Lucas gave Elliot a pat on his shoulder. At this

moment, a young lady’s sweet voice was heard saying, “Dad, do introduce me as well.”

Lucas’ smile stiffened slightly as he heard that, but he quickly responded, “Elliot, this is my daughter,

Aliona.”

That took Elliot aback. Although he knew that Lucas had a son, this was his first time hearing Lucas had

a daughter.

“Hello, Miss Dora.”

“Hi, Young Master Elliot. I’m Aliona,” Aliona smilingly replied.

“Aliona, you may enter first. I’ll have a few words with Elliot,” Lucas faced Aliona and said.

“Sure, Dad,” she replied with a smile on her face.

Lucas couldn’t help but take Elliot’s hand in his with an intricate expression. “Elliot, Aliona is my

illegitimate child whom I have just acknowledged. Please look after her in the future.”

Elliot understood Lucas’ words and nodded. “I will.”

As almost all the guests had arrived, dinner was served. Anastasia saw that Elliot was back in his seat,

and Nigel was there as well. He even came over and said hello to her earlier. All of the dishes for tonight

were already on the table. Every one of them had its own auspicious meaning. The ingredients were also

fresh, appetizing, and enjoyable for everyone.

Anastasia was feeding Jared with Francis’ assistance, while Erica kept looking at Elliot, as if she was

hoping for something.

Hayley saw this too, and she silently mocked Erica in her heart. Is she eyeing Elliot as well?

While Anastasia was busy having her dinner, a man’s deep voice suddenly resonated behind her. “Mr.

Tillman, let me drink a toast to you.”

She didn’t turn her head, but she knew exactly who was behind her. Furthermore, his large palm rested

on her back, eerily stroking her and exuding a warmth that made her heart race.

But everyone at the table did not notice that, as they were busy responding to Elliot’s toast. Anastasia

had to stand up with the others as well, but the palm on her back remained. She was too shy to even

look at him.

“Hello ladies and gentlemen, please excuse my bad hospitality,” he said modestly in his deep and husky

voice.

“Not at all.”

Everyone at this table was the elders of the Presgrave Family’s relatives. Facing this current young pillar

of the family, they were filled with courtesy and respect.