“Why?” asked a puzzled Anastasia.


    “Whenever Alex takes a second look at you, | feel that he’s damned.” Elliot''s voice was dripping with jealousy.


    Anastasia’s red lips curved up slightly. It’s funny how this guy looks whenever he gets jealous. “All | have for him now is hatred,”


    she exined.


    “Let me deal with these people. I''ll give them the most tragic end.” Elliot couldn’t wait to do it himself.


    Anastasia replied, “Naomi is taking the me for everything now, but | know that Alex, Erica, and Colin are also involved in the


    plot against my dad’s life. None of them are gonna get away with it.” Her eyes flickered with rage in the darkness. Perhaps her


    father would wake up, causing the allegations of him changing his will to fall apart. Still, it was unknown when he woulde


    round. On the other hand, these people were


    now reaping the fruits of others’bor, dividing up hispany amongst themselves and enjoying his wealth. Therefore, she


    hoped that these people


    would pay the price when he regained consciousness.


    The night deepened, and Elliot held his posture without moving. Thedy in his arms was already soundly asleep, as though she


    slept best in his arms.


    However, she didn’t realize that the man almost always lost sleep on nights when they slept in the arms of each other like this.


    There was no way he could hold her in his arms without feeling aroused, so he could only suppress his urges. Still, in the face of


    the woman whom he longed for day and night, his self-control, which he always prided himself on, had long broken down. All he


    could do was kiss her several times on the cheek in the moonlight tofort himself.


    When Anastasia woke up the next morning, she found that the man beside her was still sleeping. She got out of bed quietly


    without waking him. Having had


    a good night’s sleep, she washed up and had breakfast before leaving to check on Francis. However, as soon as she reached


    the hallway, she saw thedy who was signing her name at the nurses’ station Erica. Consequently, her face darkened slightly.Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    Erica saw her as well. Taking a deep breath, she concealed the glint of hatred in her eyes, recalling that she was here today to


    beg Anastasia. ‘Sis, how is Dad?” This was the first time she called Anastasia ‘sis’ in such a calm manner.


    Anastasia didn’t want to acknowledge such a woman as her sister, though. She retorted impassively, “So you still care about my


    dad, huh? | thought all you cared about was thepany.”


    “He’s my dad. Of course | care about him,” Erica argued somewhat guiltily.


    “Dad is fine. You don’t have toe if there’s nothing’ Anastasia wished she could see through Erica. She wanted to know


    whether thetter''s heart was ck


    and why thetter would conspire with her mother against her own father.


    “Sis, did you have Elliot steal Dad’spany’s clients to make hispany go bankrupt? Erica questioned between clenched


    teeth.


    Folding her arms across her chest, Anastasia replied deprecatingly, “Aren’t you and your husband the ones in charge of the


    company?”


    “Please, sis, I’m begging you. It''s Dad’spany that we''re talking about. Thepany matters more to him than his own life.


    Could you please not make it go bankrupt?” Erica pleaded with an imploring look in her eyes. She was willing to humble herself


    for money.


    Just then, Anastasia’s phone rang. After ncing at its screen, she walked to the other side of the hallway and answered it.


    “Hello?”


    “Miss Tillman, we found several


    abnormal payments that might''ve been


    misappropriated. The total amount misappropriated is more than three million.”


    “Trace the money and find out where it is.”


    “Roger that, Miss Tillman. We''ll go to the bank to track down the money in thepany’s name.”


    Anastasia hung up the phone. She had caught hold of evidence of Alex misappropriating thepany’s funds, but this was far


    from enough. Alex was also in that car on the night of Francis’ ident. Along with Naomi and Erica, he had dyed the rescue


    of Francis. His end shouldn''t be so simple, she thought.


    Erica had entered the ward. As she looked at Francis, who was lyingatose in his sickbed, her eyes flickered with


    resentment. She had called this man ‘Dad’ for over 20 years despite having no blood ties with him. If she didn’t gain anything


    from him, the 20 years she had spent calling him ‘Dad’ would go to waste.


    Seeing Anastasia’s figure, she instantly started yacting with tears gushing from her eyes. “Wake up, Dad. Please wake up,


    Dad, please!”