My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Anastasia’s Rage

“Get out of my face! I’m tired of looking at your face!” Anastasia pointed at the door and yelled at Hayley.

“What’s wrong? The man didn’t please you well because he wasn’t strong and fit enough? You’d better treat me with some manners before everyone in the company knows about your dark secret. If word about it gets out, I wonder how you’re going to move on in your career.”

Soon, Anastasia dialed the intercom and spoke to Grace. “Please come here.” As soon as her assistant arrived, Anastasia pointed at Hayley, who was sitting on the couch, and coldly said, “She is not my guest. Please see her out of this building.”

“Who says I’m not? I came here because I wanted to engage your service in jewelry designing.” Hayley folded her arms, acting haughtily. However, little did she know that the necklace she was wearing was beginning to catch Anastasia’s attention as the latter squinted and looked closer.

How come Hayley is wearing my masterpiece? Is the necklace really custom-made, or is it just a counterfeit that looks like a real one? “You’d better get out of my face before you piss me off.” Anastasia stood up, speaking impolitely to Hayley.

However, Hayley reacted with a darkened look on her face and gritted her teeth while opening the door. “I’m going to speak to your manager about your attitude and make sure you’re fired from the office.”

Meanwhile, Grace was stunned when she saw that, initially thinking Hayley was indeed a guest, only to realize she was here to mess with Anastasia. As soon as Grace stepped out of the office, Grace anxiously urged her superior to do something. “She mustn’t complain about you, Miss Tillman. Please stop her!”

On the verge of losing her temper, Anastasia opened her office door just before she was greeted by the sight of Hayley growling in the open workspace. “Tell your boss to see me. I want to complain about your designer, Anastasia! I engage her as a client, but she rudely turns me down and tells me to get out of her face.” At that moment, everyone else in the office only watched the lady’s madness in silence, as if they were enjoying a show.

a deep breath and walked closer to Hayley. “What do you

you out of this company!” Hayley clenched

her to teach Hayley a lesson, even though that might cost her job. Before Hayley could react, Anastasia raised

Hayley shouted in pain, collapsing onto the ground.

client. Has she lost her mind or something? Where did

neck, finding it somewhat an eyesore. Therefore, she spared no thought about the

in fear. When Anastasia tried to pull the necklace away from her, Hayley, who was piqued by her outburst, quickly got a hold of her hand and refused to let her destroy it. This is my favorite necklace! It’s worth a few million, so

were fighting each other over the necklace, a man’s deep voice was heard in the elevator. “Stop,

on her cheek, Hayley looked up

wrist and pulled her up with a frown on his face that clearly suggested he was angry. “Are you

to show up there and had no idea that he knew Anastasia. Oh dear, I’m so screwed! Just when she thought her secret was going to be exposed, the man

out of her eyes like a waterfall in that instant. Then, she weakly leaned into Elliot’s arms and pretended to cough, covering her neck with her palm like she had

Anastasia was left with her eyes wide open, unable to believe that Hayley and Elliot knew each other. Why is Elliot treating her so gently? Who are they to each other? Unknown to Anastasia, every other bystander couldn’t help but feel scared for her, thinking it would be the end of her career for slapping

but as she continued to watch closely, she began to feel happier because she was sure that Anastasia had no idea she had

night, feeling grateful that luck was on her side. “Carry me, Elliot…” Hayley placed her arm around Elliot’s shoulders, pitifully begging him. When the man noticed Hayley’s sorry state and her swollen cheek, he carried her in his arms and walked toward

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