My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 462 Dinner With the Tillmans

“In the playroom on the third floor,” Anastasia answered as she brought out the food she whipped up.

Elliot suddenly looked at her and said, “Give your dad a call later and ask him if he would be okay with adding one more place on the dining table tonight.”

Upon hearing that, Anastasia narrowed her eyes ever so slightly. “You want to have dinner at my house?”

“I will go to your house for Christmas Eve, and you can come to my house on Christmas. Sounds good?” He was determined to go to her house tonight for the eve celebration.

She didn’t oppose his idea, so she swiftly nodded and said, “Sure. I will inform my dad in a while.”

As Francis had a busy job, he was still working overtime at his company on Christmas Eve.

Today, however, he was sitting here dealing with some personal affairs rather than the usual work matters. He was writing a will. Even though he wouldn’t need it for the time being, he wanted to prepare himself in order to get certain things done, as he had had multiple health issues as of late.

office to sign a document when he found out that Francis was still there as well. He then dropped by to greet his

Francis looking at some document and quickly covering

you are, Alex!” Francis

Tillman, and yet you are still working overtime.” Alex then caringly added, “Please

You can go ahead and leave! Come back to work

he had already noticed Francis’ frantic behavior just now. But before he could say anything

in a minute.” Francis stood up after finishing the call. “I will make a trip to the warehouse.

Alex offered, only to be rejected right off the

samples of the materials.” Francis waited for Alex to

then pretended as if he was walking toward the finance department. When he saw from the corner of his eye that Francis had entered the elevator, he turned around to

to lock his office door during the day, which made it easy for Alex to enter. When the latter reached the desk, he saw the hidden document that looked a lot like a will. Instead of spending his time going through

all three sheets of paper, he put the documents back to their

returned to his car that he could be at ease to check the

mouth when he finished reading the contents of the will. Sure enough, Naomi had been spot-on with her worries. It seemed that Francis had no intention to hand over the company to the mother-and-daughter duo—Anastasia was the only heiress of the company. Francis might have had it in his