Chapter 596


    Twenty-eight-year-old Mason was a lively young man who exuded an aura of someone who would


    aplish great things in the future.


    Anastasia wondered what his position was in Bourgeois. Could it be the head of design position that


    Felicia mentioned? That was an even higher rank over Felicia.


    Anastasia got out of the car and Adriana immediately came to stand beside her. Mason’s breath caught


    in his throat as he watched Anastasia approaching him.


    Clearly, the Anastasia he remembered was the young woman he met at the design institute, the one in


    the bleakest period of her life. She was entirely different from this elegant and refined woman who was


    shing him a brilliant smile.


    “Anastasia, you’ve changed so much! I could hardly recognize you.” Mason could not take his eyes off


    her.


    “Thank you! A lot has happened in the three years we’ve lost touch. Come, let’s grab a bite to eat. My


    treat.” “Okay, let’s go!” Mason noticed Adriana. and asked with a smile, “Is this your friend?”


    Anastasia nodded. “Yeah, she’s my friend. This is Adriana.”


    “Nice to meet you,” Mason greeted her politely.


    However, Adriana simply responded with a curt nod. Mason felt a little awkward, and he thought that


    this friend of hers was a little cold!


    Anastasia nudged Adriana. “Adriana, I’m going to get something to eat with my friend. You’ll be alright


    by yourself for a little bit, yeah?”


    “Miss Tillman, this…”


    “It’s fine,” Anastasia assured her.


    However, Adriana simply said, “I’ll go with you, but I’ll keep out of your way.”


    Mason caught their conversation and could tell that Adriana behaved more like a bodyguard or an


    assistant. “Okay!” Anastasia did not stop her from joining them. The three of them headed to a nearby


    restaurant.


    Adriana took her orders from Elliot as well, and now that Anastasia was having a meal with another


    guy, she informed him at once.


    Right at that moment, in the middle of a solemn meeting at Presgrave Group, Elliot’s phone vibrated


    with a new message notification. He was listening to one of his employees give a presentation, but


    after ncing at his phone, he picked it up immediately.


    “President Presgrave, Miss Tillman came to Presgrave Group to meet with a male friend.”


    This message was followed by a picture of Anastasia walking with a man.


    Elliot’s eyes narrowed. There was nothing out of the ordinary about the two people


    in the picture, but his heart felt a pang nheless..


    Why did his sweethearte to Presgrave Group but not look for him? Why did shee to meet


    some other guy instead? Why were they having a meal together?


    Elliot grew more and more frantic with each thought.


    “Do you know who he is?” Elliot typed back.


    “His name is Mason Sullivan, a new hire at Bourgeois.”


    Elliot waved Rey over. “Look into this person’s identity and background.”


    Throughout the meeting, Elliot could not focus at all. He kept staring at the picture on his phone, and


    soon, Rey passed an iPad over to him with a resume on disy.


    Elliot studied it carefully, and once he saw where Mason had graduated from, he realized that this must


    be one of


    Anastasia’s friends from the design. institute overseas since their tenure of study ovepped.


    Mason Sullivan, Head of Design at Bourgeois..


    Elliot gave a small sigh. He knew very little about the five years Anastasia spent overseas. All he knew


    was that it was the hardest period of her life. She was pregnant and alone in a foreign country. Anyone


    who helped her back then was equivalent to her savior.


    Did this mean that this man was also one of the people who extended a helping hand to her back then?


    If that were the case, there would be no way for Elliot to get involved in their rtionship. He did not


    want Anastasia to be mad at him.


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    At the restaurant.


    After taking a seat, Mason stared at Anastasia andmented wistfully, “It’s great that you no longer


    have it so hard anymore.”


    “Thank you for all your help back then. You helped me survive the darkest period of my life,” Anastasia


    dered gratefully. “Is your younger sister, Katrina, back as well?”


    “Yeah, she’s back home and currently working as a model.”


    “She does have the talent for it. I’m sure she’ll do well as a model,” Anastasia said with a smile. Katrina


    was a very pretty girl.