I Will Do Something to You
Anastasia went back to the office after a quick pack-up and then called Elliot through the intercom.
“What time are you leaving? I’d like to see Jared.”
“Meet me down at the basement car park in ten minutes,” Elliot replied.
Ten minutes later, Anastasia moved the two suitcases from her car into Elliot’s trunk. Rey, the assistant,
now became Rey, the chauffeur, driving Elliot and Anastasia back to Elliot’s place as the two sat in the
back seat.
Anastasia was still reeling at the fact that she had to stay with Elliot for some time while she watched
the view outside the window. Alas, what to do when life throws you a curveball?
“Take a good rest while you’re at my place,” Elliot said, the joy beneath his fathomless eyes
unconcealable.
However, Anastasia still felt bad for troubling him. “Sorry for intruding, President Presgrave.”
“Not at all.” Elliot’s face relaxed as he thought, How can you call this intruding?! He’d die to have her
move in with him.
In actuality, he deliberately made things sound more severe than they actually were. Yes, Lawrence’s
men were digging into Francis’s relationship with his family, but Lawrence himself was in deep sh*t
right now, for he was pulling every possible connection to remove himself from a few women-missing-
from-nightclub cases.
And if Anastasia hadn’t spotted the spotter so coincidentally, he wouldn’t be able to take her home so
easily.
Anastasia gradually spaced out as she continued to watch the view outside the window. Then, when
her current situation popped back into her head, she looked over to Elliot to find he was looking out the
window and musing as well. Sigh, his handsome side profile was a sight to behold as well. After
gawking for a few seconds, she looked away with a flushed face.
Elliot’s mansion occupied the city’s best terrain, for it was located near the sea and the hills. Plus, it
was built on high grounds, so it was the perfect spot to watch the stars or view the cityscape. The entire
mansion took up nearly half the hill, and it was designed by a renowned architect as well.
Anastasia had the privilege of coming once before, but she left in a hurry. This time, she managed to
admire the view along the journey to the top of the hill. Amidst late fall, the mansion looked like a
crouching gray giant.
Right as Anastasia got out of the car, she heard a familiar voice coming from the yard—it was Jared!
Pleasantly surprised, she followed the voice to a garden, and through it, she found Jared playing
soccer with two bodyguards on the field.
The little guy had no sense of strangeness, playing happily as though he was in his own home, and it
got Anastasia mortified. This child is way too approachable!
“Jared!” she called out to him.
“Mommy! You’re finally here!” Jared beamed in surprise and trotted to his mother when he heard her
voice.
Anastasia pulled him closer and wiped the sweat off his forehead. “Is it really that much fun?”
“Mommy, Mr. Presgrave said we’ll be staying here for some time. Is it true?” Jared looked at Anastasia
with his big, round, innocent eyes.
Anastasia didn’t want him to know the reason behind it for fear that he’d have trouble socializing in the
future. With that, she made up an excuse. “Yeah, because we have to fix some things at home, so we’ll
have to crash at Mr. Presgrave’s temporarily.”
Elated, the little guy nodded. “Yay! We can live with Mr. Presgrave!”
Anastasia, on the other hand, had mixed feelings about this. She kept saying no to the debt he kept
trying to repay, but at the same time, she constantly had to accept them. Would her mother get upset if
she found out in heaven?
Anastasia felt absolutely awful. However, her circumstances weren’t giving her options.
She let Jared go back to his soccer while she entered the foyer. A few servants were busying away,
and when they saw Anastasia, they greeted her, saying, “Miss Tillman.”
It seemed that the maids here had found out she and Jared would be living here for some time and
even learned who they were.
Just then, Elliot approached her from the wing and said, “I’ve told them to prepare you and Jared each
a room.”
“It’s totally fine if Jared shares a room with me,” she said hurriedly upon hearing his words.
To that, he teased, “What are you worried about? That I’d do something to you?”
Mortified, she deliberately said, “No, I trust you’re a fine gentleman, President Presgrave. You surely
won’t take advantage of my vulnerability.”
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