Chapter 265
Night of Destiny
Chapter 265 This Is Your Office
âSmart girl. The kidâs bedroom is right next to yours. Donât worry. I wonât do anything to you,â Elliot
reassured Anastasia as he headed upstairs.
Anastasia followed behind him to find not only the kidâs bedroom and hers were next to each other, but
Elliotâs room was on the same floor as well, and very close at that.
Her luggage had already been brought up. With that, Elliot said, âIâll ask the servants to help you sort
your luggage out.â
âItâs fine. I can do it myself.â Anastasia wasnât used to ordering servants around.
Elliot nodded at that and let her get to her luggage. After sorting out her own luggage, she put Jaredâs
clothing in the kidâs bedroom. At the end of the day, Jared was a growing boy. Though he hadnât reached
the age where they had to start setting boundaries, it was time to start training his independence.
Anastasia took a break after sorting everything out, and Hayleyâs warning popped into her head.
However, she couldnât care less anymore. If Hayley dared bring that b*stard to her son, sheâd
immediately send that b*stard to jail. She would never forgive him for defiling her back then!
She would never forgive him for traumatizing her. That man deserves to rot in hell! Even if he was
Jaredâs biological father, she would show him no mercy.
When Anastasia came to the living room balcony on the second floor, she discovered that she could see
Jared playing from there. With that, she sat down and enjoyed the view. Meanwhile, the servants brought
some fruits and afternoon tea over almost instantly. This is an A+ service right here.
Sometime later, Elliot came to the balcony and sat next to her, watching the little guy play on the field.
âJared seems to like my place a lot.â
âWho wouldnât like a lavish mansion?â Anastasia retorted with a chuckle.
âSo, are you saying you like it too?â he asked.
Elliotâs question got her choking for a second, but she didnât choose to lie. âOf course.â
With that, he suggested with a quirked brow, âWhy donât I give you a chance to own it, then? Marry me,
and this mansion will be yours.â
Anastasiaâs mind turned blank for a few seconds, and she tried to steer away from the subject, offering
him a piece of watermelon.â The watermelonâs really sweet, President Presgrave. You should try it.â
Elliot took the piece of watermelon from her with some indignation. However, he didnât press on after
taking a bite, for he didnât want to scare her away when she had just arrived.
âYou sure have a lot of servants, President Presgrave!â Anastasia gushed. She had already seen about
seven or eight of them from the moment she came.
At that, Elliot narrowed his eyes a little and explained, âTheyâll all leave in a bit. Normally, only two
servants would come to make breakfast and dinner.â
Then, he was reminded of something, and with that, he turned to Anastasia. âCâmon, let me show you
your studio.â
Stumped, she asked, âWhat studio?â
âYouâll know when you see it.â Elliot got up and headed back inside, acting all mysterious.
Curious, Anastasia followed behind him to a double door on the other end of the floor, facing the yard.
Elliot pushed the door open, letting the evening sun shine in, giving the room life. The space was
decorated with plants and an elegant ivory work desk. What was more, the panoramic window wall
overlooked the sea. Coupled with cozy furnishing, it surely was a designerâs ultimate studio.
What a sight to behold. Surely no creative professional would say no to such a studio. It would be a treat
to work in this space, as all the worries would disappear in a snap.
While Anastasia was taking it all in, Elliotâs deep voice came beside her. âDo you like it?â
How could she not?! But still, she turned to him. âI can make do and work in my room. You didnât have to
go through all the trouble of preparing a studio for me.â
âThereâs no such thing as âmake doâ. This will be your office from now on, and Iâm still waiting on my
necklace!â Elliot narrowed his eyes and looked at her with aspiration.
âThanks.â Anastasia didnât stand on ceremony anymore. She would only be staying here for a while,
anyway.