Chapter 390
Night of Destiny
Chapter 390 Tell Your Director to Come Out
âI donât mind that.â Elliot inched closer after saying that, and Anastasia reflexively stretched out her arms,
giving him a peck on the cheek. âPlease take Jared to school for me. Thanks.â
He swiftly pulled her into his arms, causing her to nuzzle her face against his chest as he nibbled her
neck while stroking her hair.
The intimate scene commonly shared between married couples got Anastasiaâs heart beating wildly and
her face suddenly flushing scarlet.
Just then, his husky voice traveled to her ear. âYou really tortured me last night.â
At that, he even bit her ear teasingly, causing her to jolt and shove him away while blushing. âGet the hell
out of here, Elliot!â
After successfully interrupting her nap, Elliot headed out, finally content.
Meanwhile, Anastasia went back to sleep with peace of mind, knowing that Elliot would take Jared to
school. It seemed she could only be this at ease when leaving Jared in his hands, right?
On the other hand, Alice came to a café nearby Bourgeois after answering a call. Upon seeing the
person waiting at a table, she approached them while looking around cautiously. âWhy have you come
looking for me?â
âI want to thank you for the sketch you gave me last time. Iâm really pleased with it. Hereâs the situation
now; our company has decided to use this sketch to file a lawsuit against Bourgeois and ruin their
reputation.â The woman went straight to the point.
Aliceâs expression changed a little upon hearing her words. âI thought we agreed on only filing a
plagiarism lawsuit? How come youâre suing Bourgeois now?â
âWell, Bourgeois has taken too many of our clients. Hence, my boss has decided to take a long shot and
use this opportunity to sue Bourgeois for infringement. The bigger, the better. Weâre not only going to ruin
the designerâs reputation, but also destroy Bourgeoisâ business.â
Alice frowned at that. She didnât think this far in the beginning, but whoâd have thought her actions gave
the rival company such a massive advantage?! âWhat do I get from this? Am I not getting anything when
Iâve done you guys such a big help?â
âOf course youâd get something in return. Iâm here discussing this with you, arenât I? My boss said to give
you a hundred thousand as compensation. After this is all over, you can come straight to us as our
deputy director. What do you say?â
âYouâre only giving me a hundred thousand? I took a huge risk by stealing such a good sketch, and all I
get is a hundred thousand? Youâve got to be kidding me!â Alice was no lamb; she was going to bag a
sweet deal. Besides, the rival company was surely only painting a rosy picture, offering her a spot in their
company! All she wanted was what she could get her hands on.
âAlright, fine! Iâll propose half a million to my boss, but thatâs the most youâre going to get.â At that,
Jacqueline Sherman, designer for Bourgeiosâ rival company, called her boss to negotiate the deal. After
a few words, she hung up and said to Alice, âMy boss says he can do half a million. That is as far as heâll
go.â
âDeal.â Alice was pleased with the amount. After all, apart from getting the money, she could have
Anastasia expelled from the jewelry design industry.
âFrom now on, only you and I know about this plan. No one else can know about this,â said Jacqueline
gravely.
âOf course. You can count on me.â Alice was confident that no one would know she was behind this. She
then asked curiously, âWhen are you guys making your move?â
âWeâre all set to go. Our lawyers will go to your office latest by this afternoon.â
Alice left the café with a malicious smile. Even if Anastasia was currently on leave, she was still
Bourgeoisâ designer. As long as this incident blew up, that woman would have no place in the jewelry
design industry any longer!
However, she didnât know about Elliotâs debt to the Tillman Family. Hence, she believed the Presgraves
would think otherwise of Anastasia once this incident blew up.
Hmph, say goodbye to marrying into the Presgrave Family, Anastasia!
Alice had been bottling her hatred for Anastasia for far too long, and it was high time for a good drama.
That day, everyone had just returned to Bourgeois from lunch at 2.00PM when a group of men in suits
entered the lobby and headed straight to the office, looking stern. At that, the leading man shouted, âIâd
like to speak to your director!â