Chapter 201


    Chapter 201


    After breakfast, Anastasia grabbed her purse and made her way to the door. As she did so she


    raised a brow and nced at the man on the couch before saying, “President Presgrave. I’m coing


    to pick up Jared now. Are you nning 10 stay here?”


    Exasperation filled Elliot when he heard this. He wanted to go with her, but the woman clearly had


    no intention of letting him apany her.


    He rose from the couch and said, “I’ll drop you off at Nigel’s ce.” He didn’t sound like he would


    take ‘no’ for an answer.


    “No, it’s fine. I can get a cab.”


    “My car is right downstairs.”


    “I don’t-”


    “I know where Nigel lives!” Elliot shot her a defiant look.


    It was then that she realized she had indeed forgotten to ask for Nigel’s address. She looked at the


    time, and upon seeing that it was only 7.30AM, she didn’t want to call Nigel.


    “Well, only if you’re free. I don’t want to impose-“*


    “I am.” With that, Elliot turned and walked out the door.


    Downstairs was Rey, who had already driven the car over. Elliot slid into the backseat while


    Anastasia followed suit.


    Then, Anastasia addressed Rey out of concern, “Mr. Osbourne, I hope your father’s doing alright!”


    He replied with ease, “Thank you for asking, Miss Tillman. The surgery went very well.”


    “I’m d to hear that,” she said with a genuinely happy smile.


    Then, she noticed that the man next to her had put on a change of clothes. He was no longer


    dressed in the white shirt he had worn yesterday, but a gray one. She frowned slightly. Perhaps Rey


    brought him a change of clothes. Being the clean freak he is, he would never wear something from


    the night before.


    Upon thinking about this, she wondered whether it meant that Elliot had taken a shower in her


    bathroom. Perhaps he showeredst night, but did he sleep in my bed without any clothes?!


    It was as if her mind imploded at that moment. She swallowed and while she wanted to ask him


    about it, she didn’t want to do it in front of Rey.


    Instead, she reached for her phone and texted her question to Elliot.


    In the silence of the car, Elliot’s phone chimed once with a new message. He picked up his phone


    and looked at the screen, on which was a text from Anastasia that read, ‘Did you sleep in my bed


    without clothesst night?’


    A smirk curled on his lips as he turned to give her a cryptic look.


    Anastasia took that as confirmation and glowered at him angrily. Ugh, who said he could sleep


    naked in my bed?!


    The man replied to her text with a devilish ir, ‘Don’t worry. My personal life is as spotless as it is


    orderly and I won’t cause you any trouble.’


    As she read this, she felt rage well up in her, and she wanted nothing more than to beat him


    senseless.


    The fact that he had history with Hayley irked her to no end, and her face was somber as she


    replied, ‘Don’t ever do it again.


    When he saw her stormy expression, he knew that he couldn’t afford to aggravate her anymore, so


    he typed, ‘I didn’t showerst night, and all I did was put on a change of clothes. Also, I didn’t sleep


    naked in your bed.


    Anastasia cast Elliot a skeptical look when she saw this.


    Meanwhile, Rey couldn’t help feeling awkward when he realized that the both of them were texting


    each other in the backseat. Do they want to talk about something that I’m not supposed to be privy


    to? If that were the case, he wouldn’t mind stopping the car somewhere and getting down to give


    them some privacy.


    Elliot emphasized with another message, ‘It’s true. I never lie. With that, he turned to gaze at


    Anastasia steadily.


    She blinked, choosing to believe him in the end.


    Nigel’s house was in a very fashionable and prestigious vi neighborhood where all the young


    scions of the city made their home. The vis featured state-of-the-art facilities, and they faced the


    quayside where a neat row of luxurious yachts had been docked.


    Rey parked the car outside a grand-looking vi. Anastasia looked around and sighed, for she was


    sure that she would have been lost if she came into the area alone.


    “Thank you, President Presgrave. Have a safe journey back,” she said politely. Then, she opened


    the car door to get down.


    However, she had only just stepped out of the vehicle when she saw that Elliot had gotten out as


    well. She gaped at him as if to silently ask him what he was doing.


    He saw the question in her eyes and shrugged. “I haven’t been by Nigel’s ce for a while. I think a


    cup of tea with an old friend would do nicely!” With that, he strode up to the front door like he owned


    the ce.


    Anastasia hurried after him and bit out in hushed tones, “President Presgrave, don’t you think you


    shoulde by for tea some other day?”


    She was going to have a lot of exining to do if she were to be seen showing up at Nigel’s house


    with Elliot.


    “No,” Elliot answered imperiously before he reached out to ring the doorbell.


    Right then, Anastasia wished she could dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it. She should


    have known better than to take Elliot up on his offer to drop her here. It was clear to see that he was


    trying to give Nigel the wrong impression on purpose!


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