Anastasia decided not to nap. She sat down in front of the genealogy book to read about the lineage history of the Presgrave


    Family. By writing down important information, Old Madam Presgrave helped her to remember the influences and rtionships


    of each family.


    After looking at it for a while, she fell asleep on the couch because reading the book was too exhausting...


    When Elliot got home in the evening, he saw her sleeping on the couch. She held the book close to her chest and had her


    eyebrows slightly raised. He thought it was both disheartening and funny.


    He sat quietly next to her and held her to his chest when he saw she was sleeping in an awkward position against the couch. As


    she slept in his arms, he leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.


    “How did the fishing go?” Anastasia asked as she smiled and gently opened her lovely, dreamy eyes to catch his gaze.


    Elliot curled his lips into a grin, obviously pleased with the oue. “You may cat the salmon your husband caught tonight.”


    “Did Jared have fun?”


    “He was really happy, and as soon as he got off the boat, he fell asleep.”


    Anastasia also believed that her son would have fun. Elliot took the genealogy book out of her hands and told her, “Don’t read it


    if you don’t want to. Let me take care of the family household matters.”


    She shook her head. “No. You are managing the external affairs, and | will be handling the family household matters.”


    This has warmed Elliot''s heart since his wife had already considered ways to lessen his responsibility. While stroking her hair, he


    said, “Don’t worry too much.”


    “Oh, yeah! | spoke with a girl from the Presgraves today. Her name is Lori, and | heard that you used to y with her when


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    must be very close to each other.” With a grin on her face, Anastasia asked..


    “Sweetheart, we''ve known each other. since we were children. However, she is like my sister to me in my heart; other than that,


    we have no other kind of bond.” Elliot''s eyes widened with anxiety as he cupped her face with his hand.


    ‘Really? She raised her voice


    unintentionally to recall, “You do not


    seem to be rted to her by blood! What


    if she is interested in you?”


    When he heard that, he focused his gaze on her and dered firmly, ‘Have faith in me, Mrs. Presgrave. | won’t even look at


    another woman but you and my son.”


    Anastasia raised her head to kiss his


    cheek and said with satisfaction, “Okay, |


    take your word for it.”


    Elliot had decided to avoid having close contact with Lori in the future to avoid his wife’s jealousy, and he didn’t want


    Anastasia to misinterpret things.


    Lori was sitting on her vi’s balcony, looking through a magazine and admiring the jewelry in it. She was still shocked; it


    seemed that the future Young Mistress of the Presgrave Family was both beautiful and very talented.


    Vi No. 58.


    Today, Sophia was very well-behaved. Besides checking her phone, she only went downstairs for her food. As Arthur was very


    particr about what he ate, he had a personal chef to prepare their meals.


    As tomorrow was the wedding, she wanted to catch a glimpse of the bride and groom. As soon as she left the table, she saw the


    man on the opposite side raising his eyebrow to ask, “Do you have a formal gown for tomorrow?”


    Agown?” She blinked, wondering as to where she would get a gown.


    “| don’t have a gown. All | have are the dresses | wear most of the time,” Sophia answered honestly.


    “You are apanying me to the wedding tomorrow as my partner, so make sure not to embarrass me.” Once again, Arthur


    made his statement.


    She responded withou, any sentiments, “If you think I’m an embarrassment, just let me stay in the vi!” He had already made


    her his partner against her will, and now he wanted her to dress nicely.


    His tendency to humiliate her was quite remarkable, so she left him and went upstairs.


    Arthur frowned; this woman had nothing in resemnce to a maid, and despite the fact that he had not even requested her to be


    humble, she couldn’t even fulfill the simple request of being obedient..


    It seems like he’d have to discipline her


    after the wedding.