Chapter 282 Illegitimate Daughter


    While sitting quietly in her seat, Anastasia raised her head and noticed a group of guests entering and speaking quietly to the


    man in front of them. Clearly, that man was Elliot. He looked elegant and charming in a ck suit, and his demeanor was a polite


    one too.


    Tonight, he appeared less dominant but more modest and sophisticated. No matter which side of him he revealed, the charm he


    exuded did not diminish. Her gaze was fixed on him as she was thinking, and as if he felt that, his deep eyes looked at her


    across all the guests. He furrowed his brows in displeasure when he noticed she had switched seats.


    When their eyes met, her heart raced inexplicably. She was unsure what to do at that instant, and she reflexively took her


    teacup, pretending to be drinking tea.


    Hayley, on the other side of the hall, took everything in. When Elliot walked in, her gaze was already fixed on him. As a result,


    she witnessed everything, including how he weed the guests and he flirted with Anastasia.


    At the same time, a posh ck car came to a halt beside the fountain outside the main hall. A slender leg stepped down as the


    door opened, followed by ady dressed in a silver evening gown. The lights highlighted this twenty-five-year-olddy’s wless


    makeup as well as her bright eyes.


    She swayed her waist as she approached an elderly man who had gotten out of the car on the other side and grabbed his elbow.


    “Let''s go in.”


    The old man gave her his intricate gaze and let her hold his arms as he walked up the stairs. Elliot, who had learned of his


    arrival, was already waiting for him at the main door.


    “Hello, Lucas. I''m d you’ve arrived. Pleasee in!” Elliot greeted the elderly gentleman politely. He was one of Elliot’s


    father’s few close friends when he was alive.


    “Hello, Elliot! It''s been some time since |st saw you!” Lucas gave Elliot a pat on his shoulder. At this moment, a youngdy’s


    sweet voice was heard saying, “Dad, do introduce me as well.”


    Lucas’ smile stiffened slightly as he heard that, but he quickly responded, “Elliot, this is my daughter, Aliona.”


    That took Elliot aback. Although he knew that Lucas had a son, this was his first time hearing Lucas had a daughter.


    “Hello, Miss Dora.”


    “Hi, Young Master Elliot. I’m Aliona,” Aliona smilingly replied.


    “Aliona, you may enter first. I’ll have a few words with Elliot,” Lucas faced Aliona and said.


    “Sure, Dad,” she replied with a smile on her face.


    Lucas couldn’t help but take Elliot’s hand in his with an intricate expression. “Elliot, Aliona is my illegitimate child whom | have


    just acknowledged. Please look after her in the future.”


    Elliot understood Lucas’ words and nodded. “I will.”This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    As almost all the guests had arrived, dinner was served. Anastasia saw that Elliot was back in his seat, and Nigel was there as


    well. He even came over and said hello to her earlier. All of the dishes for tonight were already on the table. Every one of them


    had its own auspicious meaning. The ingredients were also fresh, appetizing, and enjoyable for everyone.


    Anastasia was feeding Jared with Francis’ assistance, while Erica kept looking at Elliot, as if she was hoping for something.


    Hayley saw this too, and she silently mocked Erica in her heart. Is she eyeing Elliot as well?


    While Anastasia was busy having her dinner, a man’s deep voice suddenly resonated behind her. “Mr. Tillman, let me drink a


    toast to you.”


    She didn’t turn her head, but she knew exactly who was behind her. Furthermore, hisrge palm rested on her back, eerily


    stroking her and exuding a warmth that made her heart race.


    But everyone at the table did not notice that, as they were busy responding to Elliot’s toast. Anastasia had to stand up with the


    others as well, but the palm on her back remained. She was too shy to even look at him.


    “Hellodies and gentlemen, please excuse my bad hospitality,” he said modestly in his deep and husky voice.


    “Not at all.”


    Everyone at this table was the elders of the Presgrave Family''s rtives. Facing this current young pir of the family, they were


    filled with courtesy and respect.