My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 21

“What’s wrong? Are you wary of me? Don’t worry. Miss Tillman, I’m not an evil person. It’s just that I’m usually really busy during the day, and I can only make time at night.”

Upon hearing that, Anastasia had no choice but to agree. “Alright. I’ll send the draft to your place at 8.00PM tonight.”

“By the way, I don’t like strangers coming into my house, so it’s better if you come over on your own, Miss Tillman,” John added on while Anastasia tensed up. Is he trying to get me to go over to his place alone?

Nevertheless, she could only nod and go along with John’s requests because he was her customer. “Sure. I’ll be there at 8.00PM sharp.”

“I’ll send you the address now.” Then, John hung up.

After the call, Anastasia headed to Felicia’s office and told her about the call before Felicia pondered for a moment. “From what I know, John Curtis is a well-known CEO without any bad rumors, so he probably won’t do anything that would cross the line.”

Anastasia could only hope that things go smoothly tonight.

days, finally came. He looked even younger with his hair styled and his dark gray suit, while

lowered as she read the document while Alice, seated facing Anastasia, kept fidgeting

Tillman, focus on the meeting and stop doodling,”

the meeting, she quickly straightened her posture and

pencil down obediently, her gaze met an upset pair of eyes, as if they

was behaving like a stubborn kid who wouldn’t listen in

you’ll be able to learn how to respect other people in my company,”

room, as some of them were pleased

her chin on her hand and smiled at Elliot. “Thanks for teaching me the right way to act, but I just want to

heard in the meeting room. Isn’t

also supported by Presgrave Corporation, making him a rich and powerful man. Hence, it would be dumb for anyone to try to cross

Has Anastasia gone mad?!

anxious as well. Then, she turned to Anastasia and exclaimed, “Anastasia, how could you speak

glint flashed past Anastasia’s gaze as she stared at Elliot intently. “President Presgrave, would you like me to hand in