Chapter 119


    Chapter 119


    Nigel shifted his gaze to the road after he got in the car. At that moment, he caught sight of a ck


    car in his rearview mirror. The car was quite some distance away, but he could tell that it was his


    cousin’s car. I’m d I got here before him, Nigel thought. I want Elliot to witness my rtionship


    with Anastasia so that he’ll know he doesn’t have a chance. Tonight, I’m going to use my actions to


    show Elliot that Anastasia belongs to me.


    The sports car sped down the road while the man in the ck car red into the distance with a


    dark look in his eyes. No one could tell what was going on in his mind. Elliot felt a surge of anger


    bubbling in him as he thought about how the woman had rejected him so firmly. It turns out it was


    because she had already told someone else to pick her up, he thought.


    Anastasia didn’t notice that someone else hade over to pick her up as she was distracted by


    other thoughts in her mind. Is Hayley going to be there? If she’s going to be there, then I don’t think


    I’ll stay for long. Since Elliot and Hayley used to have a thing, perhaps Old Madam Presgrave might


    prefer Hayley to be Elliot’s wife.


    She didn’t know why she was troubling herself with all these pointless thoughts. While they were on


    the way to the dinner, Nigel told her his ideas about his office design, and he got some of her


    opinions. When she heard that it cost Nigel more than 50,000 to rent his office each month, she was


    utterly speechless! I hate rich people!


    “Can you try saving up some of your dad’s money?” she asked in a concerned tone. He immediately


    burst intoughter. “I’m only spending so much because I know I have the ability to earn it back!


    Don’t worry about me, Anastasia!”


    “I can’t even earn your one month’s worth of rent in one year,” she replied. Then, she thought about


    the 1 million that she had won. She still felt rather uneasy about taking the money.


    “You can always ask me if you need any money,” Nigel told her in a sincere tone.


    “I don’t need money. I have enough to spend on myself,” she replied with a smile. She could always


    adjust her lifestyle to fit her monthly ie.


    Finally, they arrived at the hotel for the charity dinner. The hotel belonged to the Mansons, and itContent held by N?velDrama.Org.


    looked extremely luxurious and exclusive. That was when Anastasia understood how rich Nigel truly


    was. When he got out of the car, he bumped into his father’s assistant. “Your dad is asking you to


    greet the guests, Young Master Nigel!” the assistant said.


    “Okay. I’ll go say hello to them. Can you bring thisdy over to the hall?” Nigel asked the assistant.


    “Sure. Please follow me, Miss,” the assistant replied.


    “I’lle over to you in a while, Anastasia. You can go up to have some food first,” Nigel said.


    “Okay!” She nodded. About ten minutester, a tall,nky man walked into the hotel with a confident


    and elegant stride. He looked especially respectable in his formal ck suit.


    “You’re here, Young Master Elliot. Pleasee in.” The hotel manager jogged over to greet him.


    “Go on with your duties! You don’t have to worry about me.” Elliot waved the manager off before he


    walked over to the elevator.


    The hall looked like it could fit about 500 people. I’m really getting exposed to a whole new world


    today, Anastasia thought. There are people from all kinds of industries. The Presgrave Family sure


    is powerful!


    Anastasia held a ss of red wine in her hand. She felt rather self-conscious since she didn’t match


    the standards of the other guests there, and she had just been looking around her when she nearly


    bumped into someone behind her. “Ah!” She cried before stumbling backward and looking up.


    What’s he doing here? The person she had bumped into was Elliot!


    “Apologize.” He shot her an icy re.


    “I’m sorry,” she uttered hastily. She could feel an icy auraing from him as he walked past her,


    and she bit her lip as she thought, What’s up with him tonight? Is he trying to act like he doesn’t


    know me? Fine. There’s no need for me to pretend to be close to him now I don’t want any


    unnecessary troubles.


    Right then, two girls let out a loud cry from beside her. “Hey, that’s Young Master Elliot! He’s so


    handsome!” one said.


    “I know, right? He’s every girl’s ideal type, after all.” another girl said. Anastasia blinked confusedly.


    Is Elliot that attractive? Everyone’s ideal type, huh? Little do they know that Elliot’s actually made up


    of ice.


    Anastasia was starting to get hungry, so she walked over to help herself to some of the buffet


    dishes. All of the food looked good, and Anastasia filled her te with a bunch of her favorite dishes


    as she continued thinking about the party. I bet Old Madam Presgrave is going to be busy tonight


    since she has so many guests to greet. I have to see her before I leave.