My Baby's Daddy

Elliot turned his head and gave Rey a dirty look, signaling the latter to shut up.

Anastasia was visibly stunned; inwardly, she was incredibly moved. He’s done so much behind the scenes for my dad’s condition, she thought. “Thank you so much,” she said. Then, ignoring the crowd coming and going around them, she flung her arms around Elliot’s neck and stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek.

Elliot put his muscular arms around her waist to make it easier for her to kiss him.

Rey turned around behind them while stifling a laugh. President Presgrave has to thank me for this. Would Miss Tillman have been so moved if I hadn’t spoken out of turn?

After kissing Elliot, Anastasia held his hand, saying, “In that case, let’s go upstairs and take a look!”

Elliot nodded before heading for the elevator with her in his arms.

Rey didn’t go with them, though, Elliot had something else for him to do. Perhaps because he was too disgusted with Alex, he ordered Rey to monitor Alex’s every move from now on. He wanted to get something on Alex as soon as possible in order to send the latter to jail. Now that the latter was obviously not capable enough of managing Tillman Constructions, he would definitely take some illegal shortcuts, or he might want to wangle some money out of the company and then run away. Whatever he wanted, he would certainly do something.

before Francis’ sickbed in the middle of a discussion. Her heart was filled with hope and anticipation as she

then, Elliot came over to her from behind with two cups of coffee

coffee from him, Anastasia turned to look at him,

his eyes, which caused her to feel sorry for him at once. “You didn’t sleep well last night? Did I disturb you while we were sleeping?” she asked with

taking a sip of his coffee. “Nope. You slept

couldn’t you sleep well?” Anastasia

to look at her, but he was somewhat hesitant to speak. This woman probably has never been romantically involved with a man before, which is why she’s clueless about men’s troubles. Well, it’s not

her life. Not wanting to put her on the spot, he could only find a random excuse. “Nothing. It’s just that I slept late last night

even more reassured. These people are probably leading medical authorities from different hospitals, so this guy must have done a lot of things for them to show up in Dad’s ward together. For someone as proud as him, it must’ve been difficult to plead with

only your dad; he’s also my father-in-law. Isn’t it my