Chapter 254 Calling Him


    “What happened to Grandpa?”


    “It''s nothing serious. He’s just stressed out.”


    “In that case, please tell Grandpa to take care. | want to see him tomorrow.”


    “Sure. I''ll bring you over to see him tomorrow.” Anastasia decided it would be a good idea for Jared to cheer her father up.


    “Mommy, | think Mr. Presgrave is a good man. You should consider being his girlfriend,” suggested Jared as he blinked his eyes.


    He looked and sounded exactly like a worried old man to Anastasia.


    Meanwhile, the woman was amused to see her son acting like a grown-up, so she chuckled and ruffled his head. “I don’t want a


    boyfriend for now. All | need is you.”


    “What if someone else snatches Mr. Presgrave away, though?” Jared asked anxiously.


    “If he truly likes me, no one else will be able to have him. Likewise, if someone else can snatch him away, that means he doesn’t


    like me,” answered Anastasia meaningfully.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Upon hearing that, Jared seemed rather confused. He couldn’t understand his mother’s deep meaning behind those words, so


    he mumbled, “What if Mr. Presgrave really likes you and not anyone else? If you don’t marry him, won''t he have to wait fora


    long, long time? Won''t he feel lonely?”


    Anastasia was rendered speechless.


    Achild’s words could sometimes hit hard, and that made Anastasia silently wonder whether Elliot really liked her.


    Was he truly interested in her, or was he just doing this to repay her? There was no way for her to find out, and it felt like


    everything he did was out of gratitude.


    “Jared, the adult world isplicated. You''ll learn as you grow. Hurry up and finish your spaghetti!”


    “Okay,” answered Jared. He then wondered to himself, Mr. Presgrave likes me, and | like him too. Why can’t Mommy understand


    that, though?


    After Jared went to his room to y, Anastasia cleared the table and sat on the sofa, feeling conflicted. The phone was right next


    to her, but she didn’t dare to call Elliot.


    Her phone rang at that moment, and it gave her a shock. When she saw that it was her father who was calling her, she quickly


    answered the phone and said, “Hi, Dad.”


    “Anastasia, have you called Young Master Elliot? What did he say?”


    “Uh... |-I haven''t called him,” Anastasia stammered.


    “Ah! | know it must be embarrassing for you to talk to him. Let me do it instead!” Francis no longer wanted to make it difficult for


    his daughter.


    “No, Dad. I''ll ask him. You just have to sit back and rest. | know him better than you, after all.” Anastasia didn’t want her old father


    to beg him, and she thought it was more appropriate if she did it.


    “Mypany depends on you now. Give me a call after you ask him, okay? | want to know his opinion too.”


    At first, Anastasia wanted to stall for some time, but now that her father had asked her to call Elliot immediately, she could only


    obey her father’s instructions. “Okay, I''ll let you know after | speak to him.”


    Anastasia felt tensed as soon as she hung up the call. Her whole body went numb, and she still couldn''t figure out how to bring it


    up to Elliot.


    Now, begging him was even more difficult than epting death.


    After she grabbed her phone, she went into her room and shut the door. She sat beside her bed and took several deep breaths


    while looking down at her device. Finally, she found the courage to dial Elliot''s number.


    When the call went through, Anastasia’s mind was still nk. Suddenly, a deep yet gentle voice sounded over the phone. “Hello.”


    Elliot knew that it was her, so he deliberately sounded gentler than he usually would at the office.


    Anastasia’s mind was in a mess as she greeted, “Good evening, President Presgrave... Did | wake you from your sleep?”


    “It''s not even 9.00PM yet, and I haven''t gone to bed yet.”


    Anastasia couldn''t help but roll her eyes, wanting to p herself. She couldn’t bring herself to talk to him about the issue.


    “Well... |... I''ve called to ask you for a favor,” said Anastasia as she stuttered.


    “Is it about the acquisition of your father’spany?”


    “Yes, it is. You were right; someone is targeting hispany, and the acquirer came to my dad’s office to have a discussion


    today. However, my dad’s blood pressure went up and triggered an acute heart attack, so I...” Anastasia pursed her lips.