My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 302

Knowing that this was a common thing for the newbies to do to start off on the right foot with their colleagues, Anastasia gave a small ‘oh’ before she unhesitantly took the coffee and drank it.

“Anastasia, everyone is saying that Miss Dora is the president’s relative. What do you think?” Grace came to her to pick up more gossip.

To her disappointment, Anastasia only shook her head with a laugh. “I am not sure about that.”

Grace could only absent-mindedly blink as she mumbled, “You don’t know as well, huh?”

Anastasia was not a busybody who would spread this kind of gossip. She wouldn’t say a word even if Aliona was the daughter of Elliot’s father’s close friend.

“Stop your tittle-tattle and get back to work!” she urged Grace.

Anastasia’s female instinct was telling her that Aliona had come to Bourgeois for Elliot. Ah, she thought. Elliot has another suitor again.

The man had so many admirers that whoever ended up marrying him would definitely live a married life being constantly worried. Even if he had never approached women, there were a ton that would throw themselves at him.

was at this moment when the landline in front of her started to ring. She then

evening. I will go with you

and he wouldn’t be able to spend time to accompany her in picking her son up. “Don’t worry about it. I understand that you are a

in his magnetic

not angry, she thought as she responded,

WIN

another explanation. “I have a dinner that I can’t say no

office feeling slightly irritated. She went to

a leery old bird of an employee who also happened to be single sticking close to her side. “Miss Dora,” the man

smile as she rejected him. “My

heard that, the man tried to speak in a roundabout manner to fish out more information. “Oh, so

at that moment and she only smiled without giving a definite answer. “I am really sorry! I have dinner with someone really

talking about Elliot when she said

awkwardly laughed as he left and when he did, Aliona poured herself a cup of tea before she sat across Anastasia. “Anastasia,” she called out abruptly,

tried her best to recall but to no avail. It was impossible for her not to have any recollection at all if she had met such a

how you fell into the pool. I was there at the time.