Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 317

Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Matching Bracelets

Not to mention, all of these things were the ones that he would do to Aliona as well. Perhaps he had also

brought her to the villa!

Elliot derived no benefit from her whereas Aliona clearly admired and courted him. Would they both be

emotionally and physically attracted to each other at first instance?

Anastasia then closed her eyes, attempting to quiet her mind. Having such a vivid imagination was not a

good thing since she already had all sorts of things that Elliot and Aliona would do in her mind.

And in her mind, this man was like a wild wolf, never satisfied with what he wanted.

She had no idea how long it had been before she finally fell asleep due to exhaustion. However, even in

her dreams, she saw Elliot and Aliona behaving intimately at every possible location she could think of:

the office, his villa, or in the hotel.

However, she had no idea that her brows were furrowed throughout her dreams.

Finally, the alarm rang and she immediately opened her eyes. Her dreams remained vivid and the last

thing she envisioned was receiving their wedding invitation.

As she held her face, Anastasia was furious. Why did Elliot become a nightmare that she couldn’t get rid

of?

After making herself a cup of coffee, she immediately sent Jared to school before rushing to her

company.

It was only a few minutes away from her prize of full attendance, but she was extremely lazy to even fight

for it. In the end, she was late and lost the prize subsequently. Feeling hopeless, she entered her office

while drinking her coffee.

“Miss Dora received flowers again! And it’s a big bouquet this time!”

“It must be from President Presgrave.”

“Undoubtedly. Apart from him, who would be this generous?”

The two assistants who were chatting clearly knew that Anastasia was nearby and they raised the

volume of their voices. “Miss Dora is so blissful now! Who knows that she might be our future lady

boss?”

“Yes, she would definitely be.”

Aliona’s office did have a flower bouquet, but she was the only one who knew it wasn’t from Elliot.

Instead, it was from Riley. Everyone outside had assumed it was from Elliot and she didn’t want to clarify

because rumors could sometimes become true when they spread widely enough.

When Anastasia arrived at her office, she put down her bag and called Grace. “Please make me a cup of

coffee.”

She then turned on her computer and was determined to finish her work. She couldn’t let Elliot and

Aliona’s relationship bother her any longer.

At 10.00AM, her office phone rang. “Hello, who’s that?”

“Come to my office.” A mesmerizing deep voice sounded from the other end of the call. Who else could it

be besides Elliot?

Yet, Anastasia did not want to see him. “We can talk over the phone, President Presgrave.”

“It’s about work.” He hung up the call immediately.

She stood up and left for his office while biting her lower lip, remembering that he was still her boss.

Elliot was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the president’s office. He was dressed in a

charcoal black suit with a black shirt on the inside today. The well-tailored suit highlighted his attractive

waistline and broad shoulders, which made him appear fashionable.

Seeing that, she had no choice but to admit that he was the most handsome man in a suit that she had

ever seen.

“Why are you looking for me, President Presgrave?” she asked straightforwardly.

Elliot’s sharp eyes noticed that she appeared pale today and the dark circles beneath her eyes seemed

to indicate that she had not slept well. Was it because of me? he wondered. At this moment, his heart

ached for her.

“You did not submit any sketches this month. Why is that so? Are you not in the mood to work?” He did

say he wanted to talk about work, though.

Anastasia’s face turned paler when she heard that and she explained, “I took on a few higher-end

projects. Hence, I didn’t focus much on the regulars.”

“Is that so?” Just after he finished his words, someone knocked on the door. “Come in,” he said, his voice

deep.

Felicia then pushed the door open and walked in. She was taken aback to see Anastasia in the office.

“Why are you not coming in, Felicia?” he asked, squinting his eyes.

She walked over and set down the jewelry box she was holding. “President Presgrave, these are the

matching bracelets you requested.”