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?”

way better than

raised brow, Elliot gave an answer that was neither admitting

she heard his evasive response, she turned around and walked away

as he watched her walk away. She looks really haggard; are my actions going too

the atelier and spent some time alone

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,

stunned her right

the sketches

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

was around and no one noticed her presence either. Feeling

seat and looked at the sketches, she had an evil intention in her heart. She assumed the sketches were what Anastasia was working on for the

designer to upload 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

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

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, Father. Sorry,