My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 318

Elliot nodded. “Just put it here.”

Felicia looked worriedly at Anastasia, who was staring at the jewelry box on the table. Sneering in her heart, Anastasia assumed that this man was making a concerted effort to court Aliona. He even bought matching bracelets now!

“If nothing else, I’m going back to work now,” she said indifferently. She didn’t want to be here for another second.

“Take care, Anastasia. You don’t look good.” Looking at her from behind, he was concerned.

“I’m very good,” she replied without even turning her head, “and I don’t need your concern, President Presgrave.”

He had invited her over solely to let her notice the matching bracelets—a goal that was now accomplished.

Just as she reached the door, she came to a halt and turned to face the man sitting on the sofa. With a profound tone, she asked, “I heard that you’re dating Aliona, President Presgrave. Is that true?”

was way better than relying

that? Is there such a thing?” With a slightly raised brow, Elliot gave an answer that was neither admitting or

Anastasia’s heart. When she heard his evasive response, she turned around and walked away in

her walk away. She looks really haggard; are my

the atelier and spent some time alone in the café next door because her

Alice entered Anastasia’s room with a cup of coffee in hand; she was eager to see Anastasia’s pitiful state after being dumped. She did not expect the room to be empty and had intended to leave. However, at

her

the concept of the starry sky, the sketches were exquisite and finely drawn, as if they

immense sense of envy filled her heart. She quickly took her phone and photographed the sketches before hurriedly returning them to their

one was around and no one noticed her presence either. Feeling relieved, she went straight back to

sketches, she had an evil intention in her heart. She assumed the sketches were what Anastasia was working on for the upcoming jewelry show. Things would be interesting if Anastasia

the sketches at first instance and save them as source files as she knew that for Anastasia, the sketches were only the first drafts. When the plagiarism issue came to light, the time the source file was uploaded to the computer would be

did the same. After making a few minor modifications, she immediately sent it to the fåctory

meantime, at the Department of Design, Aliona’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller and walked out of her office before she switched her phone to silent mode. She didn’t answer the phone until she was out of the atelier. “Hello,