My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 402

Anastasia frowned. She found it odd that the man claimed he had nothing to live for on one hand while refusing her money on the other, and odrler still was how someone so heaten down insisted she stay away from Elliot. He simply wasn’t making any sense.

In the end, the man’s greed got the better of him as he said, “Fine, wire me the money!”

“I’ll hand you the card with the money in it if you come over personally to retrieve it,” Anastasia countered stubbornly.

“Trying to lure me out, I see. Hah! I’m no idiot, Anastasia. I know you’re trying to set me up to get caught! Save your energy and don’t bother trying to catch me; you won’t succeed. Stay away from Elliot if you know what’s good for you, you hear?”

With that, the man hung up.

Anastasia stared at her phone as she pondered on their conversation. She couldn’t help wondering why the man so stubbornly demanded that she stay away from Elliot. Does he bear a grudge against Elliot?

More to the point, the man had figured out that she was, indeed, trying to lure him out into the light by using money as bait.

In the past, she would do all that she could to avoid ever meeting the man who had assaulted her five years ago, but now, he was forcing her to confront him. She was starting to realize that the only way she could move on from her nightmarish past was not by running away, but by facing it head-on fearlessly. Perhaps it was only after she had personally condemned the sc*mbag to a life of imprisonment that she could finally look back on the incident from five years ago and learn to walk away from it.

this man escape the rule of law no matter what. She wouldn’t let him get away with what he had done to her, even

clutched her phone in one trembling hand after she realized that Anastasia could no longer be manipulated by her vicious, albeit empty

had planned on using the identity of the male escort to force Anastasia into staying away from Elliot,

threatened instead.

Anastasia’s apartment. She got into the car and was ferried to a

President Presgrave has asked that you pick out a dress for the benefit gala tonight, which you will

out something elegant and understated to match his refined grace. After all, the last thing she wanted was to humiliate him

from Anastasia to choose from, and the owner personally led her to peruse the seasonal items that were on the more

turned down all of these dresses in favor of a beige one that accentuated her flawless, porcelain skin, which seemed to glow under the

done and her dress fitted. The beige evening dress hugged her slender figure and flattered

tonight, Miss Tillman,” Rey praised with

car as Rey held the door open for her, and the staff at the boutique came out to send her off, enviously watching her

young lady born out of aristocracy whose every little gesture

the car had pulled up outside Presgrave Corporation’s headquarters, Anastasia saw a towering figure step out of the revolving doors of the main entrance before he

eyes lit up at the sight of him, and she didn’t even realize that she was gazing upon him with love and endearment. Then again, anyone would look at Elliot the