Chapter 235 Elliot’s Jealousy
Imagining the man who was with Anastasia enjoying the sight of her sweet smile when she was driving, Elliot called his assistant, Rey, and asked him to collect him. “Come pick me up.”
Meanwhile, Rey quickly got to his car and drove from Presgrave Group. Just when he parked his car and was about to get out of the vehicle to open the door for his boss, Elliot had already gotten in, radiating an aura of rage and anger. I wonder who’s gotten on my boss’s nerves. Upon running through a list of faces in his mind, he couldn’t think of anyone else besides Anastasia.
“Start driving now. We’re heading to the area where Anastasia lives.” The man’s voice was heard coming from the backseat, as expected.
In the meantime, Anastasia, who pulled up outside her son’s kindergarten, sneezed as she felt a cold chill running down her spine. Because of that, she couldn’t help but wonder if someone was speaking ill of her behind her back. While Oliver waited for Anastasia to return with her son, the kid was excited at the sight of his mother’s new car. Soon, they entered the car, but in order to accompany the boy, Oliver decided to sit in the backseat with him. “Let’s go. It’s dinnertime.” Concerned about her son’s safety, Anastasia reckoned she should buy a harnessed seat for him as soon as she could.
At the same time, the boy was able to hit it off with Oliver, having a liking for him because he appeared to treat his mother well.
Not long after that, Anastasia went to a restaurant near the area where they lived with Oliver and her son. Upon settling down around the dining table, Oliver soon found himself enchanted when he laid eyes on the young and beautiful mother. After all, he reckoned no man could have resisted the motherly charm and love that Anastasia was giving off when she looked at her son. In that instant, Oliver slowly lost the courage to look at Anastasia’s smile because he was afraid that she would see through his feelings for her.
When Anastasia footed the bill at the cashier, she reached for her phone and was shocked to see 28 missed calls on her phone. The moment she viewed them, she saw the same name for each one of them—Elliot.
What’s wrong with this man? Is he out of his mind or something? Why did he call so many times? Wait a second. Could there be anything urgent? But if there was really something urgent, his bodyguards would have protected him, so I can’t see how his safety could have been threatened.
After paying the bill, Anastasia returned to her seat shortly before she exited the restaurant. Then, Anastasia drove them back to the basement car park in their residential area. Upon arrival, they were greeted by the sight of a luxurious black car that seemed to be waiting there for no one knew how long.
On the other hand, the man in the car was able to recognize the familiar BMW to be Anastasia’s even before he saw the license registration number. “Get in her way.”
Meanwhile, Anastasia was about to drive her car into the car park just when another black car suddenly appeared right in front of her and forced her to brake. She then stared at the car in surprise, wondering if the driver knew any manners. What’s this fella doing here? Does he know that his car is now at the car park’s entrance? Nonetheless, at that moment, the tall silhouette exited the car like the intimidating and fearsome demon himself from hell. As soon as Anastasia saw the man, she was puzzled and surprised. Elliot? What’s he doing in my residential area?
“Mr. Presgrave doesn’t seem to be happy.” The child sitting in the backseat could tell from the man’s expression.
At that moment, Anastasia was reminded of the 28 missed calls she saw earlier, thinking Elliot must have been mad because of that as her heart pounded rapidly. Furthermore, the man’s hot temper only served to make her fear the worst even more. Therefore, she gulped in fear before she revealed her adorable side and leaned closer to Elliot, sticking her head out to greet the man. “What a small world, President Presgrave.”
Then, Elliot slowly leaned closer in an intimidating manner just as his silent facial features became clearer and clearer, making him look like an emotionless statue. On the other hand, Anastasia, who sensed the man’s intimidating aura, believed that someone like him would overshadow every other man in the same domain. Thus, she couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by her panic because she had no idea what the man would do to her.
Is he going to be mad and shout at me? Or is he going to lay me off directly?
