My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 22

Despite that, Anastasia returned his gaze before replying with determination, “No one can stop me if I want to go.”

Right then, everyone was shocked by Anastasia’s attitude to challenge Elliot’s bottom line. She refused to go along with any of Elliot’s demands, and no one else in the entire company would have dared to do so.

“Alright, well, the meeting’s over now!” Even Felicia was terrified that Elliot might be angered and didn’t want to give Anastasia more opportunity to piss him off.

At this moment, Anastasia left her seat with her documents while Alice glared at her with jealousy. Who gave Anastasia the audacity to do what she did? How dare she treat Elliot like that?

When Anastasia returned to her office and wanted to take a sip of water, her office door was opened harshly before an angered figure entered the office.

When is this going to stop? She narrowed her eyes and looked at the man with a dark face in front of her before she placed her cup down. “What’s wrong, President Presgrave?”

“Show me President Curtis’s details.” Elliot reached out for the document from Anastasia.

“You saw him at the jewelry exhibition last night. His name is John Curtis,” Anastasia answered truthfully.

man had his facial expression darkened even more. Why won’t she refuse to meet that guy at 8.00PM tonight

tell that

worth seven digits.” All Anastasia wanted was to get her

to go meet him, then,”

is my order. I don’t need you to worry about me.” Then, Anastasia opened the door to her office and motioned for Elliot to leave. “You should leave! I

his teeth and said, “Anastasia, you’ll

“That’s

“You—” Elliot’s face darkened.

he met Anastasia, he had lost control of his anger

because Elliot was Hayley’s boyfriend. She would still dismiss him even if he was really worried

Anastasia was going to work overtime, she could only get Francis to come over to look after Jared. Nevertheless, Francis agreed to pick Jared up at school, as he had been missing Jared after not seeing him

Anastasia could finally work overtime without worry, as she still hadn’t completed the regular draft submissions that she needed to

the company’s pantry while staring at the beautiful sunset view outside of the window in

president’s office, massaged his temple and asked Rey, “Is she

pantry currently. I’m guessing that she wants to work overtime until 7.00PM and go

on.”