Chapter 119


    Chapter 119


    Nigel shifted his gaze to the road after he got in the car. At that moment, he caught sight of a ck car in


    his rearview mirror. The car was quite some distance away, but he could tell that it was his cousin’s car.


    I’m d I got here before him, Nigel thought. I want Elliot to witness my rtionship with Anastasia so


    that he’ll know he doesn’t have a chance. Tonight, I’m going to use my actions to show Elliot that


    Anastasia belongs to me.


    The sports car sped down the road while the man in the ck car red into the distance with a dark


    look in his eyes. No one could tell what was going on in his mind. Elliot felt a surge of anger bubbling in


    him as he thought about how the woman had rejected him so firmly. It turns out it was because she had


    already told someone else to pick her up, he thought.


    Anastasia didn’t notice that someone else hade over to pick her up as she was distracted by other


    thoughts in her mind. Is Hayley going to be there? If she’s going to be there, then I don’t think I’ll stay for


    long. Since Elliot and Hayley used to have a thing, perhaps Old Madam Presgrave might prefer Hayley


    to be Elliot’s wife.


    She didn’t know why she was troubling herself with all these pointless thoughts. While they were on the


    way to the dinner, Nigel told her his ideas about his office design, and he got some of her opinions.


    When she heard that it cost Nigel more than 50,000 to rent his office each month, she was utterly


    speechless! I hate rich people!


    “Can you try saving up some of your dad’s money?” she asked in a concerned tone. He immediately


    burst intoughter. “I’m only spending so much because I know I have the ability to earn it back! Don’t


    worry about me, Anastasia!”


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    “I can’t even earn your one month’s worth of rent in one year,” she replied. Then, she thought about the 1


    million that she had won. She still felt rather uneasy about taking the money.


    “You can always ask me if you need any money,” Nigel told her in a sincere tone.


    “I don’t need money. I have enough to spend on myself,” she replied with a smile. She could always


    adjust her lifestyle to fit her monthly ie.


    Finally, they arrived at the hotel for the charity dinner. The hotel belonged to the Mansons, and it looked


    extremely luxurious and exclusive. That was when Anastasia understood how rich Nigel truly was. When


    he got out of the car, he bumped into his father’s assistant. “Your dad is asking you to greet the guests,


    Young Master Nigel!” the assistant said.


    “Okay. I’ll go say hello to them. Can you bring thisdy over to the hall?” Nigel asked the assistant.


    “Sure. Please follow me, Miss,” the assistant replied.


    “I’lle over to you in a while, Anastasia. You can go up to have some food first,” Nigel said. “Okay!”


    She nodded. About ten minutester, a tall,nky man walked into the hotel with a confident and elegant


    stride. He looked especially respectable in his formal ck suit.


    “You’re here, Young Master Elliot. Pleasee in.” The hotel manager jogged over to greet him. “Go on


    with your duties! You don’t have to worry about me.” Elliot waved the manager off before he walked over


    to the elevator.


    The hall looked like it could fit about 500 people. I’m really getting exposed to a whole new world today,


    Anastasia thought. There are people from all kinds of industries. The Presgrave Family sure is powerful!


    Anastasia held a ss of red wine in her hand. She felt rather self-conscious since she didn’t match the


    standards of the other guests there, and she had just been looking around her when she nearly bumped


    into someone behind her. “Ah!” She cried before stumbling backward and looking up. What’s he doing


    here? The person she had bumped into was Elliot!


    “Apologize.” He shot her an icy re.


    “I’m sorry,” she uttered hastily. She could feel an icy auraing from him as he walked past her, and


    she bit her lip as she thought, What’s up with him tonight? Is he trying to act like he doesn’t know me?


    Fine. There’s no need for me to pretend to be close to him now I don’t want any unnecessary troubles.


    Right then, two girls let out a loud cry from beside her. “Hey, that’s Young Master Elliot! He’s so


    handsome!” one said.


    “I know, right? He’s every girl’s ideal type, after all.” another girl said. Anastasia blinked confusedly. Is


    Elliot that attractive? Everyone’s ideal type, huh? Little do they know that Elliot’s actually made up of ice.


    Anastasia was starting to get hungry, so she walked over to help herself to some of the buffet dishes. All


    of the food looked good, and Anastasia filled her te with a bunch of her favorite dishes as she


    continued thinking about the party. I bet Old Madam Presgrave is going to be busy tonight since she has


    so many guests to greet. I have to see her before I leave.