Chapter 232
Night of Destiny
Chapter 232 The New Driver
Overwhelmed by her panic, Anastasia covered her mouth and reached for the tissue paper while Elliot,
who was sitting opposite her, immediately showed his concern. âDid the tea scald you? Show me.â
Anastasia covered her mouth, shaking her head. âI-Iâm fine.â Itâs just my tongue that got scalded.
Therefore, Elliot quickly sent for the waiter to get Anastasia a glass of ice water to cool her scalded
tongue off. When the seafood was served, the lady began to dig in happily and indulge herself in it, but
nonetheless, Elliot was calm and graceful like he usually was, even in front of the mouthwatering
seafood. After all, he had grown up trying all kinds of nice food and was hardly impressed with the
seafood Anastasia was enjoying.
In the meantime, Anastasia was biting the crab leg like a hungry little kitten, making sure she bit off all
the flesh underneath the shells as she demonstrated just how strong her teeth were by leaving nothing
behind.
âWatch out for your teeth.â The man reminded her out of kindness with a pair of furrowed brows on his
face.
Halfway through their meal, Elliot got up from his seat and excused himself. Meanwhile, Anastasia was
satisfied with her meal as she turned her attention to the window and noticed how beautiful the scenery
was. Wow! There seemed to be no boundaries across the sea, and the yachts that were sailing on it
made this scene look even more relaxing. I wish it could take away all the problems that are bothering
me. When Elliot returned to his seat once again, he took a look at the time on his watch and said, âItâs
time to go now.â
âAlright, wait for me here while I foot the bill.â Anastasia finished her words and stood up from her seat.
âNo need for that. I just took care of it.â Elliot looked at her in a mischievous manner, stunning Anastasia
as she was bewildered why he would beat her to it and foot the bill.
What?! Why was he desperate to foot the bill? âWhy did you rush to pay the bill? Are you obsessed with
footing restaurant bills?â Anastasia felt slightly unhappy that the man wouldnât let her treat him to a meal,
even though she was ready to do it.
âLetâs go.â Elliot ignored the ladyâs complaint and gracefully made his way to the restaurantâs exit, turning
many heads with the glamorous aura that he gave off in the process. At the same time, there were a few
other women sitting at the table on the other side, as they couldnât take their eyes off the handsome man.
Needless to say, Anastasia naturally became the person that those ladies envied, which was something
she frequently experienced ever since Elliot entered her life. The next moment, Anastasia followed
behind Elliot and reached her car, proudly reaching for her car keys to open the door. However, she soon
saw Elliot walking toward the front passenger seat and called out to him. âPresident Presgrave, why are
you sitting there? You need to help me drive my car back.â
âNo, youâre going to drive it yourself.â Elliot opened the car door and gave Anastasia an indifferent reply.
âWait a second! But weâre going back to the city!â Anastasia felt her anxiety surging through her, but as
she saw the man sitting in her front passenger seat, she could only stomp her feet helplessly and brace
herself for what she must do. Then, she saw the man fastening his seatbelts with his hand on the
handlebar above his head like he had a severe phobia of female drivers. Thus, Anastasia playfully
scared Elliot and said, âSit tight, President Presgrave. Your new female driver is about to hit the road.â
âStop messing around and focus on the road.â Elliot tilted his head, lecturing Anastasia and urging her to
take her driving seriously.
After that, Anastasia nervously hit the road, driving on a highway that stretched all the way from the
coast to the city. At first, she was driving comfortably in the light traffic with barely any cars on the road,
but as the traffic got heavier and heavier, she began to feel so uneasy and stressed out that her palms
and forehead started to sweat.
Upon entering the urban area, Anastasia couldnât help but murmur in a fidgety manner. âWhy do the
people behind me keep urging me? Am I driving in the wrong lane?â
âPresident Presgrave, can you tell me when I can switch to another lane?â
âIs the map directing me the wrong way? I donât seem to be driving on the right path, President
Presgrave.â
âWhy is the car in front of me moving so slow? Even a tortoise moves faster than it. Now, how do I
overtake this car?â
âWhy are you urging me, idiot?! Canât you treat new drivers better on the road?â
As Anastasia began to lose her temper, the man standing beside her reminded her to stay calm. âYou
need to keep a cool head when youâre driving.â
Anastasia replied in frustration, âWhatâs he doing?! If I hadnât stepped on the brake in time, I would have
crashed into him.â After traveling for a few moments, a sports car suddenly sped past Anastasiaâs car,
shocking her so much that she turned her steering to the side while Elliot looked at her in bewilderment.