Never Too Far Novel

“What is it?” Elliot asked.

“Five years ago, we… we had a baby together.”

Elliot had one hand in his pocket as he stood in front of the French windows in the study, and when he heard what Hayley said over the phone, his eyes widened. “What are you talking about?”

“Our baby didn’t manage to survive, but I was looking through my stuff and I found the sonogram from all those years ago. Our baby…” Hayley let out a heartbreaking sob. “I lost the baby at three months… I’m so sorry for not being able to keep him.”

He was shell-shocked. He never thought that he had hurt Hayley more than she let on five years ago, and he didn’t ever expect her to have gone through a miscarraige.

“I didn’t know that I was pregnant at the time. I was always so overworked and tired, and by the time I found out I was expecting a baby, the fetal heartbeat had stopped.” She was crying even more mournfully now on the other line as she went on to say, “It was all my fault. I didn’t know I was having a baby. If I did, I would have done everything I could to bring the baby into this world.”

“Stop crying,” Elliot urged gently. “That’s enough now. Don’t beat yourself up over this; maybe this is just fate at work.”

“I get really cold whenever winter comes around. The doctor mentioned that it’s a side effect from the miscarriage. Elliot, I want to see you, right now…” Hayley pleaded, “Can you please come over and see me?”

He frowned. “Right now?”

“Yes, right now. I’m really, really unwell, and I want to see you. Please,” she begged.

“Okay, I’ll go over now,” he agreed. He couldn’t believe that Hayley had suffered a miscarriage that left her with such brutal side effects.

Presently, it was evening time, and Anastasia was resting in her bedroom when Elliot pushed the door open to come in. “I need to head out for a while. Mrs. Collins will come by later to make dinner.”

“Oh, okay,” Anastasia replied with a nod.

Elliot’s dilemma was clear in his obsidian eyes as he gazed at her. He didn’t want her to know that he was going over to Hayley’s place because he didn’t want to hurt her.

“What time will you be back?” she pressed.

“A little later than usual.”

“Alright then. Go ahead.” She didn’t want to intrude too much upon his personal life either.

He gave her a long look, then turned and left.

Meanwhile, over at Summit Mansion, Hayley flew into her room and sat down in front of the vanity. She happily grabbed her cosmetic bag and began to put on her make-up so that she looked ready to welcome Elliot.

The swelling and bruises on her face from the plastic surgery had healed over, and having gone through a rigorous skin treatment, she was glowing beautifully under the lights. A delighted smile curled on her lips, and she was entirely happy with how the procedure had turned out even though she bore some semblance to Anastasia now.

She carefully applied her make-up to create an effortless and natural look, then ran toward her wardrobe to pull on a stunning negligee that revealed just the right amount of skin. After that, she grabbed a white fur coat and draped it over herself to add a luxurious touch to her overall appearance.

When she was done, she sat on the couch and waited for Elliot to show up.

As night devoured the land, a black sedan drove into the front yard of the mansion. Elliot’s elegant and towering figure stepped out of the vehicle. He was dressed in all-black, and there was an imposing air of nobility about him as he made his way up the path to the front door.

Hayley was peering at him through the window with unadulterated adoration. She had been wanting to claim this man as her own, in life and in bed, ever since she laid eyes on him. At the same time, she was admittedly flustered and nervous; she wasn’t sure if he would take too kindly to her new face, but at the thought of how men often fell for beauties, her desire to be loved by him overpowered her fear and uncertainty.

Elliot opened the front door, which had been left unlocked, and walked into the house. He was greeted at once by the sight of Hayley lounging on the couch in the living room, the dim lighting overhead casting a warm glow over her skin as the thin blanket slid halfway off her torso. Just then, she looked up slowly, and her eyes lit up when she registered his arrival.

Upon taking a good look at her face, he stopped in his tracks. His eyes narrowed slightly as he appraised her, and for a moment, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

He could see traces of Anastasia’s delicate features on Hayley’s face. Shock rippled through him as he belatedly realized that she had gone for plastic surgery. Just so she could look like Anastasia, he thought grimly.

“What’s wrong, Elliot? Do you not like the way I look now?” Hayley looked crestfallen. “I know how much you like Anastasia, so I… I did my best to look like her. I did this for you. Please don’t push me away after this!” She sounded like she might cry any time, though she was subtly pleading for his compliments.

“Plastic surgery comes with its risks, and there isn’t a need for you to go to such lengths,” Elliot pointed out as he sat down on the couch across from Hayley. He couldn’t help finding it unsettling to see her looking like this.

“All I ever want is for you to love and notice me like how you do to Anastasia,” Hayley muttered demurely as she bit down on her lower lip.

He frowned at this. “You really didn’t have to get so much work done on your face just to suit my preferences.”

She felt gutted. He wasn’t behaving the way she thought he would at all, and he was still treating her with the same indifference as he did before she went for plastic surgery.

Without another word, she picked up a docket from the table and handed it to him, saying, “All the information about our baby is in there, Elliot. Take a look for yourself. I know it’s been five years, but I… I still haven’t moved past it.”

He rose to take the docket, then opened it to pull out the sonogram. It had Hayley’s name and the date written on it, and the timestamp showed that it was taken about three months after the incident at Abyss Club.

“Take care of yourself and rest up,” Elliot said as he set the documents aside. When he looked up at Hayley again, it was with compassion and apology. “I’m sorry for putting you through the pain and the heartache. I’ll hire a nutritionist to come by tomorrow to curate a special diet for you while you’re recuperating.”

At that moment, Hayley let out a low hiss of pain and doubled down as her hand pressed down on her abdomen. “It hurts…”

He stood up immediately and crossed over to her, urging, “Would you like to see a doctor?”

She clutched his arm and pulled him down on the couch, and he did as he was prompted. Then, she nuzzled into his embrace while he was distracted and snaked her arms around his waist, hugging him tight as she mumbled, “I’m cold, Elliot. Can you hold me, please?”

Elliot’s gaze darkened as he reached for the blanket and draped it over her shoulders. He then offered flatly, “I’ll go and turn up the thermostat.”

“No! I just need your warmth,” she insisted, still clinging onto him as her eyes fluttered closed. She wanted nothing but to breathe in more of his scent.

He stiffened before patting her shoulder awkwardly. Being touched by any woman other than Anastasia irked him to no end.

Suddenly, Hayley grabbed her phone from the coffee table and clicked into the camera. Then, she took a picture of herself snuggled up in Elliot’s arms. She gazed up at him and explained, “Just so I can take a look at you whenever I miss you and you aren’t around.”

“I’ll go and turn up the thermostat,” he bit out coldly as he shoved her firmly aside. He marched over to the control panel on the wall where the thermostat was and turned up the heat in the living room.

Hayley stood up from the couch and let her fur coat slide down her shoulders deliberately, revealing the red negligee that she wore underneath. It revealed her skin in all the right places, and it was so short that she might as well be naked. She gave Elliot a helpless look, seemingly flustered by the loss of her fur coat.

At present, the sheer amount of skin she was revealing would have prompted any other man to abandon all sense of reason and rush up to her to devour every bit of her stunning, fragile beauty.

“Elliot, I’m cold…” She was like a child who couldn’t even bend down to pick up her own coat. All she did was stand there and stare at Elliot imploringly, silently willing him to save her from distress.

However, he was focused on turning up the thermostat, and when he finally turned to look at her, it was with an impassive expression that matched the frosty gleam in his eyes.

She dispensed with subtlety as she begged, “Elliot, hold me! Please!”

Having turned up the thermostat, he returned to her side and picked up the coat before handing it to her, swiftly blocking out the ample amount of decolletage that she was showing. In a cold and crisp voice, he said, “Don’t bother using such tricks on me. A woman is only ever desirable and lovable when she loves and values herself first, got it?” He did not fall for her seductive charms and decided to lecture her instead.

It seemed as if the novelty of romance was lost on him.

Hayley was stunned by his rejection, and when she saw him grab his phone off the coffee table, she demanded, “Are you leaving?”

Needless to say, Elliot had already figured out the true reason she asked him to come over, and if seduction was all she had planned for tonight, he didn’t think he had to stay here a moment longer. “If you’re lonely and dying for company, you’re welcome to bring home any man you want,” he pointed out sardonically before he turned to head for the door.

“You’re the only one I like, Elliot! Can’t you just stay with me for a night? I’ll give you anything you want!” Hayley cried as she shamelessly and desperately chased after him.

However, Elliot had already slid into his car and closed the door. Hayley hurtled toward him, but just as she was about to reach the door, he backed out of the driveway smoothly and sped off into the night, leaving her shivering in the cold breeze.

The fur coat on her kept her warm, but there was no thawing of the icicles that pierced her heart following his harsh rejection.

The courage she had summoned just to go through with the plastic surgery was all for naught; Elliot wasn’t impressed by her new face at all, nor did he glance at it for even longer than a few seconds.

She couldn’t understand why this was happening. He likes the way Anastasia looks, doesn’t he? I’ve had all this work done just to look like her, so why am I still not good enough?

Gritting her teeth, she fished out her phone with a malicious gleam in her eyes and selected the picture she had taken earlier before sending it to Anastasia.

With her chest rising and falling rapidly, she screamed into the night, “If I can’t have you, Elliot, then neither can Anastasia!” She stormed back into the house and plopped down on the couch, grabbing the bottle of wine she had been drinking before Elliot’s arrival, and threw her head back as she gulped down the contents. However, at that moment, her eyes widened when she realized that the wine had lost its familiar tangy fragrance, and it seemed like it had been diluted with water.

Hayley stared at the wine in astonishment. Have I left it exposed to the air for too long? She filled half a glass with the wine and drank it, only to find that it was as tasteless as tap water.

Her hand flew to her throat as her mind scrambled for an answer. What’s happening? Why can’t I taste the wine?

As panic seized her, she hurried to the fridge and rummaged the drawer for a handful of cherries. She didn’t bother washing them as she shoved them into her mouth. The sweetness of the cherries, which she was sure she had tasted just the day before, had been severely diluted, barely coating her tongue. It was as if her taste buds were degenerating.

She started to grow anxious as she ran into the kitchen. She had never cooked here, but the servants had stocked up the salt and sugar. Having found a bag of salt, she tore it open and shoveled a handful of it into her mouth. The saltiness ought to make her cringe and shudder, but she could not taste it at all, and she only became incredibly thirsty afterward.

“My taste buds!” She let out a frantic shriek. Then, she crouched down on the floor and clutched her throat. She couldn’t believe that the plastic surgery had caused her to lose her sense of taste.

Without wasting another second, she dashed out of the house and into the garage, driving over to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Anastasia was curled up in bed with a good book, and she had spent the better part of the last few hours without her phone. Now that she wanted to check the time, she began to search for her phone.

Elliot’s villa was huge, and it would take a while for her to find the phone she had so casually set aside somewhere.

It was only after she ventured down into the living room that she found her phone on the table next to the couch. She sat down to check the time, only to see that she had received a new message.

She clicked into it, and the contents made her eyes widen in shock. The text was sent from an unfamiliar number, and the picture that came with it was one of a woman, who bore a striking resemblance to her, snuggled up in Elliot’s arms.

Anastasia did not miss the fact that Elliot was wearing the same clothes he had when he left the house earlier. When he said he was heading out, did he really mean he was going to some other woman’s place?

She glanced at the woman in the picture again. Aside from the strong resemblance they shared, she was a little stunned to see that there was something unnervingly familiar about the woman.

Anastasia had no idea that Hayley had gone under the knife. More importantly, it had been a major procedure. It was only normal that Anastasia could not recognize her underneath all that make-up and raunchy outfit.

How did this woman get my number anyway? She even sent me this picture to rile me up!

She tossed her phone aside as frustration and anger welled up in her. Just then, she heard the sound of a car, specifically Elliot’s, pulling up outside.

She fixed her murderous gaze on the door, and sure enough, it wasn’t long before Elliot walked past the threshold with his car keys in hand.

Anastasia narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms as she stared at him like he was the guilty cat that ate the canary.

Catching sight of this, Elliot felt a chill run down his spine as he asked, “What’s wrong?”

couch for him, but when he caught the murderous look in her eyes, he began to wonder what he had done to offend

coldly. She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes as she

brow at her and countered, “Did you wait up

for a drink,” she said humorlessly as she rose to pour a glass

drink too.

legs are broken, do it yourself!” Anastasia snapped as she took the glass of water she had poured for herself and went up

Elliot gaped after

some reason, he felt like he was being abandoned. Women were perpetually unsolvable mysteries, and not even Elliot,

When he got to her bedroom doorway,

answered coolly, deliberately avoiding his gaze as she flipped through

the glass of water on the table next to her and reached out to take it. However, just as he brought it up to his lips, she said curtly, “Don’t touch my

gulped down a mouthful of water. He then narrowed his eyes as he

a sip, she shrugged and said, “Fine, drink the whole glass of water. I’ll just go downstairs

carried some infectious disease. We’ve already kissed multiple times, and all of a sudden she doesn’t want me drinking from her glass? He was baffled as he sat down across from her. His piercing gaze was inquisitive as he asked, “I drank

came home, and her

it,” she muttered in

he pressed. He was never one to beat around the bush be it in business deals or conversations. He would much rather have an open discussion when it came to solving problems, and he wanted to have a solution as soon as possible. “Is there a problem between us that

a loss, right? You’d only have to put in some physical labor, but that’s about it! She’s the one who would

to ask in all seriousness, “Did you think I was butting into your personal affairs last night and

problem; they were having a crisis. Otherwise, she wouldn’t take such a feisty tone with him

had been fine when he left home earlier, which meant something must have happened in between that made her lash out at him like this. He softened and asked in hopes of settling

had received from the unfamiliar number earlier, showing it to him as she snapped, “Next time you decide to fool around behind my back, find a woman who doesn’t look so

when he saw the picture. I can’t believe

“Anastasia, do you know

her before or something?” Anastasia was admittedly astonished by his question.

“That’s Hayley.”

Anastasia gasped. “That’s

She never expected Hayley to have gone under the knife and gotten all this work done just to look like her. The thought of this made her sick to the stomach; the person she hated and was disgusted by the most had decided to take

for plastic surgery, and apparently, the procedure was done with your looks in mind,” Elliot elaborated, sounding equally

certainly snuggled up real close to you, didn’t she?” Anastasia

felt anything but guilt toward her, and I don’t intend to let that progress into anything else,” he explained in a low voice as he stared at her imploringly as if

and taken the picture just to spite her. Besides, if she were to look really closely, she could tell that Hayley was the only

jealous here? She isn’t someone I should be jealous of! Anastasia flushed as she pursed her lips. Then, she grew a little embarrassed as she offered sheepishly, “President Presgrave, would you like a glass of water? I’ll

that her anger had waned. He had to admit that the furious side of her piqued a certain fear and anxiousness that he

other hand, was not envious of the fact that Hayley’s plastic surgery had been a success. After all, procedures like these often required a severe alteration of one’s bones, muscles, and nerves. There was no telling if there would be any long-lasting damages that

are you?” Elliot got up and sat beside her with a hint of

take it to heart!” Anastasia turned around and

back to the room.” Anastasia wanted to go back to the room and

and yanked her down. In an instant, Anastasia fell onto Elliot’s lap and into

her eyes, wondering what he was

you still

you!” Anastasia lied

glass of

mean I hate

don’t believe it unless you prove it

She felt that

he clasped the back of her head and kissed her

How could he kiss her whenever he wanted to? Could he at

passionate kiss, Elliot proved with facts that she did not despise him. Only then

phone and entered the room.

about the consequences first before messing with

morning, Anastasia received a call from Felicia while she was still in

Alice has been

immediately shot open, and

seems to have shown his temper this time, but Alice dug her own grave. She didn’t just ruin her own future but was even sentenced to five years in prison. She deserves it, though. Besides her, Jacqueline has also been sentenced to three

find them innocent at all. Alice was a vicious woman, while Jacqueline didn’t know how to draw a line. As if it wasn’t enough for her to steal Anastasia’s work as her own, she

the fact that Savill Jewelry Atelier had been supporting Alice in secret. Anastasia faced the risk of getting kicked out

always finding ways to replace you. There’s no

remembered the kind acts of those who treated her well, but she would

right, Alice deserves to be punished. Those who have spoken ill of you in the company are now terrified. They’ve underestimated President Presgrave’s love

filling her chest. Only those involved were

and I’m grateful for what he has done

your father’s company, I’ll welcome you back. Besides, all the works that have plagiarized yours have been taken off

“Thank you, Felicia.”

bankrupt. I heard that the president even went to beg President Presgrave to let them go, but President Presgrave

“Is that so?”

his car several times. I heard that he even kneeled on the ground while begging

of Savill had

blanket, Anastasia got out of bed. She glanced at her son and saw that he was

went downstairs. It was cold outside since winter had arrived. It was a foggy morning, and in the far distance, mountains could be vaguely seen spiking in the

warm coffee at that moment, that would be

stood an elegant figure while he was cooking breakfast. He was wearing an off-white sweater and khaki-colored pants. This was the softest look Anastasia had seen on

go with a light and mellow-toned outfit. It was simply

an apron, giving off the vibes

walked up to him and discovered that a scrumptious breakfast had been laid out on the table. Elliot, on the

seat. Breakfast will be ready soon.” As he

back, Anastasia suddenly had the urge to hug him. With that thought in mind, she walked over on a whim, extended her arms, and gave him a back

a pleasant surprise to

Anastasia hugged him for a while,

pressed against his firm back and uttered gratefully from the

Elliot took the opportunity and reached out to hold her hand. He turned around, as if afraid that she would pull away

were placed lightly on her shoulder.

it’s far from enough. As long as you give me a chance, I can do more for you,” Elliot uttered in a baritone voice while he reached out and stroked her hair. “Will you

herself into his arms. His

don’t have enough chances to spoil me?” Anastasia raised her head and

a minute. I’ll

and I can

a cup of coffee, she sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for Chef

plates of big breakfast. It was a nutritiously-balanced meal, and it smelled so good. Even the food

meal. With him here,

be holding a banquet tomorrow to host some guests, do

Riley last time, he was a little worried that Anastasia would mind

a while, she nodded.

inaudible sigh of relief. Thank

the sofa with a sullen face, thinking about her following plans. After being interrupted by Anastasia last time, her good impression in front of Elliot had been completely

called to say that Elliot was furious now, and

the culprit. If she hadn’t appeared, Aliona

Because of her plagiarism, Elliot made

rebuild her good impression in front of Elliot so that when she

do now? She

entered from the outside to hand her

Master Riley sent this from jail. Hurry up and take a

letter, only

the situation doesn’t seem to be in my favor. I want you to implement the final plan as soon as possible. Regarding the

pregnant with Elliot’s child and

and Elliot was the family’s only direct son. Since he had no children yet, whoever gave birth to his child would

letter and clutched it tightly with her beautiful nails. Was her godfather in such a critical

case back when he was a child, and Anastasia’s mother had also

her godfather meant by the situation wasn’t in his favor. He was worried that Elliot might harm him in prison, or if Elliot

listen to your commands.” The subordinate had a premonition that Riley was at a dead

reap the benefits by following

her eyes and

Lucas was making sure that she didn’t abuse her power. Lucas’ son was still kidnapped overseas under the watch of Riley’s subordinates, and

her godfather’s assets completely yet, so if she opted out now, it wouldn’t be beneficial

she had to do was to give birth to his son and kill him to enjoy the billions of assets from the Presgrave

that I will execute his plan.” Aliona

a conspirator like Riley proved that Aliona didn’t

Mansion, Rey had sent some men over to carry out investigations and monitoring works. Eventually, they managed to retrieve footage near the communication tracking address. It was a footage of a woman in a call, and she was standing beside

the GPS location, Rey was pretty certain that it was her who had ordered the security guard to burn the Abyss Club’s

the only person who fit the timing and address,

have any other footage?

security guard tried to search for other footage on the surveillance screens and zoomed in on one of the shots. In that specific footage, Rey could see the woman clearly and widened his

in that footage

this video,”

to the car with this information,

“Hello?”

just discovered that the person who

“What? Are you sure?”

I’ll send the information to you in

returning to the study, Elliot received the footage sent by Rey. The woman on

a problem with Rey’s sources, and their tracking system under Presgrave Group was even bound to the satellite positioning system to measure

to burn down the server room? What secret was she hiding? Elliot’s inner doubts

know

she was on the second floor reading a pile of material reports sent by her father. It took

headache since she wasn’t

have something to

woman on the screen,

for investigating the incident five years

do you want to investigate

that b*stard and make

her before. She knew that he was a time bomb that would explode by her side at

and her son’s background would be heavily

the only

tell you that it was Hayley who arranged for the host to sleep with me?” Anastasia raised her head

Elliot was completely stunned. It was the first time he had heard about

was the one who framed you five years ago?”

it before, so she nodded. “Back then, Hayley and my sister teamed up to trick me into going to the club. Once I entered the private room, there was already a man who

new piece of information, Elliot clenched his fists. What he heard from Hayley was that Anastasia had entered the wrong private room and was violated