My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 247 Too Much for Him to Bear

It turned out that giving Elliot too much room in her headspace during the day was a bad idea because Anastasia was having a hard time falling asleep right now without thinking about him. She even had a wet dream that involved him doing several unspeakable, yet sinfully pleasurable things to her, and she woke up the next morning loathing herself for having subconsciously enjoyed it.

On Friday, she got a message from Alex asking her if she would drop by Tillman Constructions. Seeing as all her other work had been set aside while she focused on designing Elliot’s necklace, she decided that it would do her some good to go out and get some air. As such, she asked Felicia for the rest of the day off and headed over to Francis’ company.

In the last few years, Francis’ company had doubled in size, and the land next to the ten-story office building was occupied by warehouse after warehouse where all the inventory for their building materials was kept. While the area was rather remote, the size of the enterprise was more than enough to compensate for its location.

Anastasia’s car drove past the warehouse estate for quite a while before she even drew close to the company building. At that moment, she suddenly understood why Francis could not bear to part with the business. He had poured all his blood, sweat, and tears into building up the company from scratch, and he had a trove of employees who depended on him for a living. In other words, this company was a part of his soul.

When she pulled up outside the building entrance, she headed for the doors and was immediately stopped by the security guard. “Is there something I can help you with, miss?”

“Hi. I’m Anastasia, and I’m here to look for my father, Francis.”

her in shock as he pressed, “You’re President Tillman’s daughter? How come

not surprising, seeing as I’ve been abroad for the last few years.” Anastasia smiled. Since she didn’t want to put the security guard in a hard place,

believe her, and he wasted no time in opening the door for her as he said, “Pardon me, Miss Tillman. I didn’t mean

the front desk. The company building had only been set up not too long ago, and she wasn’t sure which floor Francis’ office was on. After

laissez-faire. Since Alex had seen Anastasia before at the banquet, he approached her enthusiastically and

long since outgrown days where she whined, pestered, and vied

to take a sip of her tea, the door to the office suddenly swung open,

spilled over as she stood up abruptly. “What?” Then, she hastened out the door after the assistant as the both

of his employees. Anastasia frantically ran over to him and crouched down next to the couch, urging, “Dad? Dad, what happened?” She was beside herself with panic

looked fine

getting acquired and he