My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 77

“It’s work-related.” Elliot finished his sentence and hung up the call before Anastasia could do so.

Meanwhile, Anastasia had no choice but to make her way to the president’s office. Upon knocking on the door and entering the office, she was greeted by the sight of the man who was wearing a white shirt. There was an attractive look in his eyes which seemed like they were trying to charm her. She walked closer and asked, “What are your orders, President Presgrave?”

Elliot looked at the woman calmly. “Are you confident with your design in the jewelry fair this time? Do you think you’d be able to win the prize?”

“Of course, I’m confident.” Anastasia curled her lips and smiled.

“I’ve raised the prize from 100,000 to a million, so if you can win the prize, the money will be all yours.” Elliot sluggishly lay back in his chair, his eyes lighting up like a charming womanizer.

In the meantime, Anastasia couldn’t help but think about Elliot’s alternative careers if he wasn’t a businessman. He could even be a superstar in the entertainment industry with his good looks. On another note, Anastasia was confident that she could win the reward to worth one million; she was even planning to save the money for her son so that he wouldn’t have to worry about his future later on. “It’s about time. I need to make a move now.” Anastasia implied that she had to get going.

well. Let me give you a ride to pick Jared

for that, but thanks for the

squinted and stared at her without blinking. “I promised my grandma to

didn’t feel the same way with Elliot, so she rejected him once again. “We don’t need

her way downstairs and stood by the sidewalk to flag down a taxi when a black silhouette pulled up in front of her. Then, the car – window rolled down as Elliot

found him annoying because he wouldn’t stop following

vehicle and Anastasia promptly pulled open the door before entering it. As soon as the taxi started moving, Elliot followed right behind the

tailing vehicle coldly, she cursed in her heart and questioned the

hand. When the little boy saw the handsome man leaning against his car with his eyes on them, he happily let go of his mother’s hand and greeted him

the boy and allowed him to sit on his muscular arm with immense joy. At the same time, they were approached by a father and son who asked, “Jared, is

Jared’s father indeed.” While Jared was stunned to hear that, Anastasia, who was walking closer, glared at the man and grumbled to herself about his questionable motive to pose

Jared turned his attention to Elliot. “Mr. Presgrave, can you be my