My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 322

In order to drive Anastasia away, Aliona did not mind revealing her dark side as she was threatened by Anastasia’s beauty.

Anastasia stopped for a split second before discovering that this seemingly sweet and harmless girl had a dark side. “You two may go ahead and show off your affection. It won’t affect me.”

She elegantly caressed her long hair in the mirror and intended to leave.

When Aliona realized that Anastasia refused to leave the party, she reached out with her hand and clasped Anastasia’s wrist. Aliona narrowed her eyes and warned, “Anastasia Tillman. I hope that you can leave so you don’t disturb me and Elliot.”

That in itself was already a threat.

Anastasia blinked her eyes a few times and abruptly broke free from Aliona’s hands… “Don’t worry, I won’t disturb the two of you,” she stated.

“Elliot’s eyes are only on me now. Why do you need to be here and make a fool of yourself? So many people are watching!” The mockery in Aliona’s eyes intensified as she had always felt malice toward Anastasia and now, there was no need to hide them.

The old saying is right. Never judge a book by its cover. I learned my lesson here. “Miss Dora, are you lacking in self-confidence? Are you afraid that I’ll steal Elliot’s heart?” Anastasia smirked. She wanted Aliona to understand that she was not a pushover.

my welcome party, I can only say that you have thick skin.” Aliona snickered, intending

speechless. Shameless? Thick skin?

the said department, I am entitled to enjoy this benefit,” Anastasia retorted as she arched her eyebrow. Then, she pushed the door

her lips in annoyance as she had never

seat, she pretended that

a call from President Presgrave. He wants us to

a second. So, he is

seat. Her eyes were locked with Anastasia’s and there seemed to be an invisible war going on in the atmosphere.

aware of Aliona’s hidden side? Anastasia thought to herself. Anyway, it was

what kind of woman

the food

welcome Aliona on behalf of our Department of Design.

while she glanced

twenty people was full

her phone to dial Elliot’s number. When the other end answered, she asked in a deliberately affectionate tone, “Why haven’t you come yet, Elliot? We’re