Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Anastasia was stunned, after which she reached out and took the contract, opening it to read. She was also shocked that her father bought a house for her, as he didn’t even discuss it with her before making the purchase.

“Don't pretend you don’t know, Anastasia. The contract is right here; you can’t deny it!” Erica pointed the finger at her and shouted.

“I'm not! Yes, Dad bought it for me, so what? You have a problem with that?” Anastasia raised her eyebrow and asked.

“Your father’s money belongs to the whole family, and he also has to get permission from me and Erica before buying you a house. Half of this house will belong to Erica.” Naomi immediately fought for some privilege for her daughter.

Anastasia found it ridiculous as she looked at Naomi. “This property is under my name, so how can | give half of it to your daughter?”

“Then I'll ask Dad to buy a house for me too, or give me 8 million,” Erica said haughtily.

“Go ahead and ask him, then! Why come to my office?” Anastasia put on a haughty expression as she spoke.

“Anastasia, I’m here to give you a warning. If you keep asking your dad to buy stuff and give you money behind my back, I'll break off with him. You'll be responsible for our divorce when that happens,” Naomi threatened.

Anastasia smiled wryly. “If that’s so, remember to notify me when you get divorced. I'll know when to find another woman for Dad, and | guarantee she'll be better than you.”

“You,” Naomi was so mad she could blow up.

Erica also had a sunken expression. “Anastasia, |’ll make you lose your job right now.”

“What are you planning to do?” Anastasia narrowed her eyes and asked.

“I'll tell everyone that you have an illegitimate child, a son you had from being someone's mistress!” Erica shouted, threatening to ruin her reputation.

Anastasia snorted. “Should | get a mic for you? So that you can say it louder?”

“You think I’m too scared to do that?” With that, Erica turned around and opened the door, leaving. Naomi was satisfied with her daughter's boldness, and she also wanted Anastasia to lose this job.

In the main office, Erica shouted at the top of her lungs, “I have some news for everyone! Anastasia Tillman is a mistress! She destroyed someone else’s family and gave birth to a love child overseas! Be careful of her because she’s a shameless and cunning woman!”

Instantly, the employees in the office stood up and looked toward Erica, who was shouting. One of them immediately asked, “Really? Miss Tillman is someone’s mistress?”

“Of course, it’s real. Why would | lie? Also, she had been messing around five years ago, working at a club and selling herself for money... That was why my dad chased her out.” Erica proceeded to bring up the events five years ago.

While Erica talked animatedly, someone appeared behind her. In the next second, someone grabbed the young lady’s shoulder and landed a loud slap on her face. It was none other than Anastasia because she had had enough of her sister’s nonsense for the past five years. Now, she couldn’t endure it anymore, especially when she heard Erica calling her son an illegitimate child, and that was when Anastasia lost all rationality.

“Ah=" Erica screamed and tried to hit her back, but Anastasia dodged it just in time. She gripped Erica’s long hair and pinned it to the ground. When Naomi emerged from the office, the first thing she saw was her daughter getting hit, so she immediately blew up.

“Anastasia, you b*tch! How dare you hit my daughter! Let go of her!”

Anastasia’s hair was instantly grabbed as Naomi pulled all the stops to save her daughter. However, Anastasia’s grip on Erica’s hair increased along with the pain she herself felt.

“Ah! It hurts! Let go, Anastasia-” Erica let out a shriek of pain because Anastasia’s hand grabbed her hair in a death grip.

“Let go, you b*tch!” Naomi’s heart ached for her daughter, so mad that she raised her arm and delivered a slap across Anastasia’s face.

Anastasia endured the pain and relayed the slap onto Erica’s face. Erica was pinned to the ground, kneeling, and she couldn’t get up or break free, putting her in a convenient position for Anastasia to slap.

“Hit me once, and I'll hit her thrice. Try me.” Anastasia might look terrible, but her fearsome boldness made up for it.

Immediately, Naomi let go of Anastasia, and the latter also saw Felicia bringing people over, so she let go of Erica as well. She held a fistful of broken hair in her hands, and Erica’s swollen face was already pale in pain. Naomi pulled her daughter to her feet, ready for another brawl.

Felicia shouted, “Who are you people?! And why are you causing a ruckus in our company?”