Chapter 207 Eight Million
At the end of the day, thepetition for the position of associate director was starting to feel like apetition to see who had
more friends that were richer. The one who won in both of these categories would already be at an advantage, and this didn’t
include their actual sales from the store.
Anastasia learned the hard way that she was falling behind. She had been abroad for five years, and she hadn’t kept in touch
with any of her old friends and rtives for a while now. To add salt to injury, even if she was able to get ahold of her friends and
rtives, they might not be able to afford the expensive jewelry.
She sighed as she sat in the manager''s office and browsed through various marketing strategies, only to conclude that most of
them would not work out for her.
Presently, six cars had pulled up outside the Bourgeois store, and men and women dressed in different styles came walking
through the doors.
The sales assistants who were chatting among themselves broke apart and sauntered over to greet the customers. What
surprised them the most was that these customers had chosen jewelry pieces from high-end collections.
Not even ten minutester, two of these customers left with millions worth of jewelry, and within half an hour, the sales for the
store shot up to a staggering eight million.
“Miss Tillman, great news! There was a group of customers who came by the shop earlier, and they took an interest in the items
from the main collection. Our sales broke through to eight million just now! We''ll have to get more inventory from headquarters,
pronto.”
“What?” Anastasia was so stunned that she stood up. No way. Am | really that lucky?
That afternoon, she and the manager worked out two separate strategies in light of the sudden spike in sales. Given that the
shop still had gift items in stock, they put up a sign outside the door to promote a giveaway activity. The second n they came
up with was for Anastasia to pay 30,000 out of her own pocket for a one-month advertisement in all the major shopping malls.
At 4.00PM, Anastasia left work to pick Jared up from school. The moment she got off the car, she instinctively turned to sweep
her gaze across the parking lot next to the kindergarten.
She immediately noticed a familiar Rolls-Royce parked at the side, and the license te was just as unique as the vehicle itself.
The only person who could own this car was Elliot.
Much to her frustration, the man hade to pick Jared up from school again, and she began to wonder what he was trying to
prove.
She was still simmering in disgruntlement when she saw Jared skipping out of the school gates in her direction while holding
onto Elliot’s hand. “Mommy, Mommy!” he greeted as he bounded up to her.
Anastasia beamed and put out her arms as if to catch him.
“Mommy, Mr. Presgrave said he’s going to buy us dinner tonight,” Jared informed cheerily.
Upon hearing this, she looked up at Elliot and waved her hand as she declined the offer. “No, that won’t be necessary. | can
manage dinner now that my hand is all better. You should get going if you have important things to attend to, President
Presgrave.”
“| don’t. Let''s go back to your ce for dinner,” Elliot suggested. When he saw the tired look on her face, he added
empathetically, “We can always go out for dinner if you''re tired.”
“I''m not. Besides, | prefer cooking my own meals anyway,” Anastasia replied, not wanting this man to spoil Jaredn’s pte with
expensive food.
“Very well, then. We''ll go pick up groceries together.” With that, he carried Jared in his arms and headed for his car.
Anastasia was just about to leave with them when a mother rushed up to her and said enviously, “You''re so lucky, Anastasia! You
have such a rich and handsome husband who helps you out with your kid! He’s nothing like that deadbeat husband of mine; |
don’t even remember thest time | saw him around the house.”
Anastasia forced out a smile, rendered speechless by this.
The mother went on to say, “I’ve never seen anyone as good-looking as your husband! | think he’s far better-looking than all
those celebrities out there. Be careful, though—you have to keep an eye on a handsome man like him. After all, you never know
if a woman is lurking in the shadows waiting to pounce on him!”
The smile on Anastasia’s face stiffened, but she nodded and said graciously, “Got it. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Jared was already in his car seat by the time she got into the vehicle. Right now, she was somewhat torn, and she wasn’t sure if
it was a good thing for her and Elliot to go on like this.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
She cooked up a few dishes for dinner that evening, and both Elliot and Jared polished their tes clean. They even devoured
the oxtail stew that she was sure she had messed up.
Jared liked going down to themunal yground after dinner, and while Anastasia was distracted, Elliot decided to take him
there.
It was 8.30PM by the time Anastasia was done clearing the dishes and tidying up around the house. She brought a ss of
water out to the balcony, but just as she was gulping it down, she suddenly realized, with no small amount of exasperation, that
she was drinking out of the same ss Elliot had used earlier.