Chapter 243 His-And-Hers Nes


    Harriet had been waiting for days to have a meal together with her grandson, and he finally returned to Presgrave Residence to


    fulfill her wish.


    They were both seated at the dining table when she asked hesitantly, “Elliot, did Anastasia really mean it when she said she


    would never marry?”


    “Rx, Grandma,” Elliot consoled. “Things change all the time.”


    “I''ve been speaking to Nigel on the phone over the past few days. | was hoping that he could put more effort into pursuing


    Anastasia romantically, and | told him not to give up just yet.”


    Elliot''s spoon halted mid-way to his mouth as he sighed and said, “Grandma, Nigel and | both like the same girl, and you should


    be encouraging me now that he’s backed off so that | can go on to pursue her.”


    Harriet’s eyes lit up when she heard this. “What? Are you pursuing Anastasia now? Does she reciprocate your feelings?”


    “I''m still working on making that happen, but don’t worry, Grandma. | promise I''ll marry her,” Elliot said solemnly. For some


    reason, he was confident that he would make her his wife.


    When Harriet saw how determined her grandson was about this, she chuckled. “Well, | know you''ll give it your best shot. Don’t


    let me down, Elliot.”


    “Got it.”


    “By the way, do bring that little boy around here sometime soon. | want to take a look at him too,” Harriet added expectantly.


    “Now isn’t the right time, but give me a month and I''ll bring him back here to visit you.”


    “Very well,” she conceded. “Talk to Anastasia about this and have here by house whenever she’s free.” She nodded slowly.


    Knowing that her grandson would take care of everything, she could afford to wait patiently.


    At 2.30PM, Anastasia was drinking coffee in her office while tweaking some design sketches on the table when her extension


    line suddenly rang. She picked up the receiver and greeted, “Hello?”


    “Anastasia, the customer has arrived. We have to go to Room 302 now.”


    “Alright, I''ming,” Anastasia said. She set her coffee aside and grabbed the relevant folder off her desk before getting up to


    leave her office.


    Room 302 was the VIP guest lounge. After Anastasia and Felicia met each other in the middle of the hallway, they turned to


    make their way to the lounge. Felicia knocked on the door before entering, and when she saw the girl seated on the couch, she


    was stunned.


    On the other hand, Anastasia fell in step behind her. When she saw the customer, her eyes widened in surprise as well, for the


    girl who was seated on the couch was not the same one who had ced orders for the nes the other day. Instead, it was


    Hayley.


    “Good day, Miss Seymour,” Felicia greeted enthusiastically after a few seconds of hesitation, and she walked up to the girl with a


    friendly smile in ce.


    A million questions flooded Anastasia’s mind at that moment, but at the same time, she seemed to have unraveled a great


    mystery. As it turned out, Hayley had asked someone to ce the order for two nes specifically designed by her. It would


    be of no surprise now if Hayley were to tell her that the nes were for Elliot and herself.


    After taking a deep breath, Anastasia sat down next to Felicia and nced at Hayley, only to meet the girl’s triumphant gaze as


    expected.


    “Thank you for putting in such hard work to design these gorgeous his-and-hers nes, Anastasia. I’m very pleased with


    them,” Hayley said as she crossed her legs. “I’m sure Elliot would love them once he sets eyes on them too.”


    Anastasia had nothing to say to her. Next to her on the couch, Felicia interjected politely, “We’re d to hear that, Miss Seymour.


    You''re a really important client of ours, and we know that Anastasia has the impressive ability to create something special for you


    and your loved one.”


    Hayley smirked as she eyed Anastasia viciously. “How about you personally give me your blessings, Miss Tillman? Just a few


    nice words for my boyfriend and me for sentiment’s sake.”Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    At that moment, Anastasia felt like all the air had been sucked out from her lungs, and she bit out icily, “I’m never one to give my


    blessings.”


    “Oh, don’t be so frigid, Miss Tillman! Here, why don’t | help you start it off? You can never go wrong with wishing us evesting


    happiness, that we would grow old together and have a family of our own—stuff like that!”


    Felicia stepped in naturally and said soothingly, “In that case, on behalf of Miss Tillman and all the employees here, | wish you


    and President Presgrave all the happiness in life, and that the both of you will stick by each other through thick and thin. May you


    guys find wonderfulpanionship in one another.”


    However, Hayley quirked her lips unhappily and pointed out, “I don’t want you to give me your blessings, Director Evans. It’s


    Miss Tillman''s | want.”


    Felicia grew stiff in her seat, evidently flustered. Beside her, Anastasia knew how wicked Hayley could get. Since she didn’t want


    to humiliate Felicia, she said begrudgingly, “Hayley, for the sake of getting you to shut up about this, | wish you and Elliot all the


    happiness. There! Is that what you want to hear?”


    Once she heard Anastasia’s words, Hayley’s smug smile widened. She was pleased to have the upper hand here, and she


    snorted as she drawled, “Seeing as you''ve given us your blessings, Miss Tillman, | will be ever so gracious and thank you for it.


    Elliot isn’t in the office now, so I’m going to need you to personally deliver these nes to himter and tell him that you


    designed these for the both of us.”