My Baby's Daddy

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.

woman apologized in a fake manner despite having clearly done it

had already tidied it up for her and even poured her a cup of

morning,

and played with her pen. The noisy conference room suddenly became so quiet

door. He

again in her reluctance to pay any attention to

a chair and sat down next to Anastasia, Felicia greeted

low voice as he looked at the woman next to him. Anastasia looked like she had a lot

called her name.

in her own thoughts, Anastasia failed to respond and everyone stared at her in astonishment. How bold she had to be to space out

do you hear me?”

that she was being called. She quickly—

The client has expressly asked for you to design her a set of jewelry. You should

Anastasia lacked money at the moment, she didn’t hesitate to nod. “Of

such a manner that her blouse was becoming out of shape. With intent, she directed her cleavage

chin up with a hand and sneered at Alice. “You better stop tugging or your blouse