Middle of the Night
Erica was furious as she spoke, and Hayley, too, was so enraged that she breathed heavily. She was
both angry and terrified that Anastasia would move into Elliot’s house with the excuse of hiding from
danger.
Hayley thought she had managed to threaten Anastasia, but the latter didn’t even take her warning
seriously. If Erica hadn’t told her, she would have no idea that Anastasia was living with Elliot right now
and could be close to him 24/7.
“Say, Hayley, what if Anastasia suddenly marries Elliot one day? Will she get her revenge on us?”
Erica’s voice pulled Hayley back from her raging fury.
“Of course, Erica. If she obtains power, we will never live in peace. When that happens, she will
trample both you and me, and we’ll never recover in our entire lives.”Hayley wanted to incite Erica’s
fear so that she would do something about Anastasia.
“Then what do we do, Hayley?” Erica finished talking, then said right out, “Do you know? My dad is
trying to let Anastasia and her son inherit the company behind my and my mom’s backs. We’ll get
nothing.”
Hearing that, Hayley hastily advised, saying, “Erica, you and your mom have to guard against
Anastasia. Perhaps this isn’t your dad’s intention at all. Anastasia might be playing tricks behind the
scenes, so your dad could do nothing but let her have the company.”
“I think so too. If not, why would my dad let that mongrel inherit the company?” Erica was quite simple-
minded, and she believed everything Hayley said.
“Erica, are you very sure that Anastasia has moved into Elliot’s house?”
“Of course I am! My dad said it himself.” Erica was so pissed that she felt her internal organs writhing.
Hayley gripped her blanket tightly, ripping the high-quality silk fabric. The fear in her heart had
manifested in the depths of her eyes. Even if Hayley pretended to be the victim five years ago, had fate
still pulled Anastasia and Elliot together?
No, she had to change this fate. She had to get the position of Young Mistress of the Presgrave Family.
If Anastasia got the position instead, Hayley’s life in the future would be a disaster.
Perhaps when Anastasia had obtained power, she would make Hayley disappear entirely from the face
of the earth. This would no longer be a question of the quality of life: her life itself would be in danger.
In Elliot’s villa, Anastasia lay on the bed, tossing and turning as she tried to sleep. Perhaps it was the
new surroundings, or perhaps the scenery outside was too beautiful. Either way, she couldn’t sleep.
Anastasia got up, intending to check on her son to see if he had kicked his blanket off. She quietly
creaked open the door and went out. As soon as she opened the door to her son’s room, she was
startled by the man behind the door. She was about to scream when the man’s large hand covered her
mouth, and she was pinned against the wall.
Elliot was wearing gray pajamas with his chest exposed, so his full, attractive muscles were on display.
The strong and muscular shape looked exceptionally alluring under the lighting, causing Anastasia to
look away in her panic, blushing.
Why would Elliot be in her son’s room in the middle of the night?
Elliot gave her a ‘shh’, then removed his palm from her mouth. He pulled the door open and led her
outside.
As soon as Anastasia got out, she struggled free of his grip and questioned in a tiny voice, “Why are
you in my son’s room?”
“I was worried that Jared would wake up in the middle of the night because of his new surroundings,
and he might get scared. That’s why I came over to check on him,” Elliot said in a low voice, looking at
the woman who was also in pajamas.
Anastasia never expected to bump into him in the middle of the night. Hence, the pajamas she was
wearing were of the silk and suspender sort. She didn’t even wear her bra, and under the light, the man
could see certain shapes.
Anastasia realized this a little too late, and she hastily covered her chest in fear. She warned in a low
voice, “Don’t look.”
Elliot had seen all he wanted to see. A satisfied smile crept onto his lips because he had no complaints
about the size and shape.
Anastasia had seen him pulling the blanket back on her son, so she didn’t have to go in anymore. As
she turned around to go back to her room, the man’s long arm hooked onto hers and pulled. She
turned right on the spot and fell into the man’s chest.
Anastasia felt a little dizzy as she ran into his firm chest. When she looked up, she met the man’s
lowered and staring gaze. The lights in the corridor blurred the man’s cold outline, and he actually
looked… gentle.
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