My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 142

Chapter 142

In her dreams, Anastasia gave her mother her word. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.

As she went to the front of a mirror, she saw that her slightly swollen eyes had turned visibly more haggard.

After dropping her son off at school, she went to work. The moment she entered the elevator, two women in front of her intentionally spoke in loud voices. “Hey! Wasn’t there a trophy in the display case before? Why is it missing?”

“I heard that it was returned. It was awarded under pretenses so great that someone felt too ashamed to accept it!”

“My, if it were me, I wouldn’t even leave the house, let alone come to work!’

“Would you both like a loudspeaker so that you can make yourselves heard?” Anastasia asked them.

Both of them glanced at her. “Ah, Miss Tillman, we didn’t say who we were talking about! Are you admitting it was you?”

talking about someone else. Don’t misunderstand us now. Miss Tillman.”

It was at that moment when the elevator stopped at the level of the Department of Design. As Anastasia moved to step out of the elevator, one of the women suddenly stuck a foot out and nearly tripped her. She then turned back to angrily glare at the woman.

apologized in a fake manner despite having

office. Grace had already tidied it up for her and even poured her

in the morning, Felicia held a department

listless Anastasia took her seat and played with her pen. The noisy conference room suddenly became so quiet that she could

through the conference room door. He hadn’t

her head down again in

he pulled out a chair and sat down next to Anastasia, Felicia greeted respectfully, “Good morning, President

woman next

Felicia suddenly called

How bold she had to be to space out

do you hear me?” Felicia raised her

her senses and realized that she was being called.

custom order. The client has expressly asked for you to design

money at the moment, she didn’t hesitate to

opposite Anastasia was Alice, who kept lowering the collar of her blouse in such a manner that her blouse was becoming out of shape. With intent, she directed

her chin up with a hand

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