Chapter 162
Catching her sighing, Elliot, who was sitting beside her, asked curiously, “What’s wrong?”
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“Because of you, my full attendance bonus is gone now.” Anastasia med Elliot in its entirety; she
wouldn’t have been sleepless if it weren’t for him sleeping at her housest night.
If she hadn’t been sleepless, she wouldn’t have missed the slot to arrive at work on time.
“Are you that short on money?” he asked in an amused voice.
“Of course I am! Do you think everybody’s pockets are bursting at the seams with money like you?
Usmon folk spend every penny carefully, you know!” Anastasia rebuked.
Upon hearing that, Elliot wanted to make up for it, so he announced, “Then I’ll tell them to include
your full attendance bonus for this month.”
Anastasia’s mood immediately turned for the better as she grinned ear to ear. “Are you serious?”
Elliot nodded and he hummed in response.
She was really over the moon now. Looking outside the car window, Anastasia could only think
about the deal of the custom set of lock and key that would cost five million. With the deadline being
the day after tomorrow, she had to quicklye up with a design.
Reaching the underground car park of thepany, Anastasia ran the moment she got out of the
car, because she did not want to get into the same elevator with a certain individual. After locking
his car, Elliot snorted upon seeing the woman, who was still standing at the hallway of the elevator,
disappear.
Already reaching her office, Anastasia then called Grace on thepany line.
“Grace, could youe in for a moment?”
Thinking that she wanted coffee, Grace came in with a cup in her hands. “Miss Tillman, here’s your
coffee. I added some creamer for you today, since you said that it was too bitterst time.”
Touched, Anastasia nodded as a reply. However, she still had to ask the necessary question.
“Grace, who was it that told you the president wanted to see me?” Anastasia asked seriously.
Blinking, Grace then thought about it for a while before answering, “It was Alex from the nning
Department that told me about it. She walked over to my desk with some documents in hand and
told me that. Then, I ryed it to you immediately.”
“Did she tell you about who told her to do that?”
Shaking her head, Grace replied, “I didn’t ask. Do you want me now?”
Upon hearing that, Anastasia could only give up. “There’s no need for that. I was just asking
because the president wasn’t in his office when I went over yesterday.”
It seemed like Hayley had nted her people deep enough to be able to use any assistant to inform
Anastasia about this. Thetter believed that the person called Alex was also being used by
someone. As for who it was, it was possible to find the mastermind behind this if Anastasia really
wanted to. However, not wishing to spook the individual and alerting them, she could onlyfort
herself by keeping a lookout for these kinds of things in the future.
Diving deep into designing, she first drafted up two drawings, one being the lock and the other
being the key. A lot of couples liked this kind of concept, as the man’s heart often represented the
lock, with it needing a gentle touch of the woman in the form of a key for the two parties to
completely ept each other.
Because Anastasia had a very good inspiration, she got off to a smooth start andpleted two
detailed drawings. Instead of the normal sharp looking lock, the design of the lock was extremely
exquisite with its smooth edges. Meanwhile, the key had an oval handle, and the bottom was thin. It
had beautiful carvings on it, making it stand out.
Remembering the customer specifying about their initials, she then designed a logo at the side. It
was an E and H, with a heart linking the two alphabets together.
Now that the rough draft was ready, Anastasia then started to draw them out on herputer,
adding color and changing the details at the same time.
Suddenly, Grace knocked on her door. Pushing it open, she was seen apanied by a worker,
who had a beautiful bouquet in his hands as he asked, “Are you Miss
Tillman? These are for you.”
Upon seeing the flowers, Anastasia knew that it was from Nigel. It looked like he ignored her
statement of not giving her any flowers.
“Thank you. Please ce them on the sofa,” Anastasia murmured with a smile.
After ten minutes, Grace knocked on her door once again. “Miss Tillman, there are flowers for you
again.”
After saying that, another employee from a different florist then came in with a huge bouquet of
roses that were obviously imported. The flowers themselves looked heavenly, and it was as if they
had just been freshly plucked.