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?”

was waiting on the couch for him, but when he caught the murderous look in her eyes, he began

it did not reach her eyes as she drawled, “Did you

a brow at her and countered, “Did you

I only came down for a drink,” she said humorlessly as she rose to

drink too. Pour one

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

gaped

abandoned. Women were perpetually unsolvable mysteries, and

pouring himself a glass of water and followed Anastasia up the stairs instead. When he got to her bedroom doorway, he saw that she was seated on the couch on the second

avoiding his

out to take it. However, just as he

already begun to drink from the glass, he gulped down a mouthful of water. He then narrowed his

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

He was baffled as he sat down across from her. His piercing gaze was inquisitive as he asked, “I drank your water. Why should that stop you from drinking the

had sensed her hostility from the moment he came home, and

about it,” she muttered in

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

and disgusting, but it wasn’t as if you would be at a loss, right? You’d only have to put in some physical labor, but that’s about it! She’s the one who would have gotten

made Elliot more puzzled. However, before he could say anything, she went on to ask in all seriousness, “Did you think I was butting into

that he realized they didn’t just have a problem; they were having a crisis. Otherwise, she

left home earlier, which meant something must have happened in between that made her lash out at him like

unfamiliar number earlier, showing it to him as she snapped, “Next time you decide to fool

the picture. I can’t believe

“Anastasia, do you

his question. She

“That’s Hayley.”

Anastasia gasped. “That’s

explained why she had found the woman so familiar yet so strange at the same time. 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

and apparently, the procedure was done with your looks in mind,”

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

progress into

spite her. Besides, if she were to look really closely, she could

as she pursed her lips. Then, she grew a little embarrassed as she offered sheepishly, “President Presgrave,

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

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

got up and sat beside her with a hint of tentativeness in his

just now, but don’t take it to

room.” Anastasia wanted to go back

she got up, a strong arm grabbed her wrist and yanked her down. In an instant, Anastasia fell onto Elliot’s lap

eyes, wondering

still hate

you!” Anastasia lied through her

of water,”

mean I hate you,” Anastasia explained

it unless you prove it

it to you?” She felt that there was nothing to

as he clasped the back of her head and kissed

went blank. How could he kiss her whenever he wanted to? Could he at least respect

she did not despise him. Only

another word, Anastasia grabbed her phone and entered the room. She

first before

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

has been sentenced to five years

shot open, and she was now wide awake.

even sentenced to five years in prison. She deserves

when the case was applied to Anastasia, she didn’t find them innocent at all. Alice was a vicious woman, while Jacqueline didn’t know how to draw a

not to mention the fact that Savill Jewelry Atelier had been supporting Alice in secret. Anastasia faced the risk of getting kicked out of the design industry and becoming a joke

always finding ways to replace you. There’s no need

remembered the kind acts of those who treated her well, but she would not pity those who treated

deserves to be punished. Those who have spoken ill of you in the company

warmth filling her chest.

and I’m grateful for what he

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

“Thank you, Felicia.”

they supposed to be listed soon? Sadly, because of this incident, they’ve become bankrupt. I heard that the president even went to beg President Presgrave to let them

“Is that so?”

connections, and he even went to stop his car several

aware that the owner of Savill had

She glanced at her son and saw that he was

was cold outside since winter had arrived. It was a foggy morning, and in the far distance,

of warm coffee

while he was

to go with a light and mellow-toned

apron, giving off the vibes of a

that a scrumptious breakfast had been laid out on the table.

seat. Breakfast will be ready soon.”

him. With that thought in mind, she walked over on a whim, extended her arms,

pleasant surprise to him. His eyes curved into crescent shapes, and the corners of

like that, Anastasia hugged him for a while, indulging in his warmth early in

everything you have done for me.” Anastasia pressed against his firm back and uttered gratefully from

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

placed lightly on her shoulder. After the two made eye contact, Anastasia lowered her

for you,” Elliot uttered in

into

side. Are you still afraid that you don’t have enough

a minute. I’ll make breakfast for

I can have breakfast that

in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for Chef Elliot’s

breakfast. It was a

him

host some guests,

since the incident with Riley last time, he was a little

while, she nodded. “Sure!

out an inaudible sigh of

sullen face, thinking about her following plans. After being interrupted by Anastasia last time, her good impression in front

now, and he didn’t want to see

she hadn’t appeared, Aliona would have

you cruel woman!” Just then, Aliona saw the news. Because of her plagiarism, Elliot made a

so that when she gave birth to his child, Elliot would

do now? She couldn’t even

then, a subordinate hurriedly entered from

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

and immediately tore it open to check the letter, only to read several words that contained a

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

her to get pregnant with Elliot’s child and kill Elliot before the child was born. That way, the child would be sent

Presgrave Family. The Presgraves had only a few candidates for their heir, and Elliot was the family’s only direct son. Since he had no children

and clutched it tightly with her beautiful nails. Was her godfather

Elliot was investigating his kidnapping case back when he was a child, and Anastasia’s mother had also been

what her godfather meant by the situation wasn’t in his favor. He was worried that Elliot might harm him in prison, or if Elliot found out what happened in the past, he would

here, we will listen to your commands.” The subordinate had a premonition that Riley was at a dead end now, and Aliona was

the benefits by

and ordered, “You guys

give up just like that because Lucas was making sure that she didn’t abuse her power. Lucas’ son was still kidnapped overseas under the watch of Riley’s

assets completely yet, so if she opted out now, it wouldn’t be beneficial for her. She even had to bear the

she could bet on Elliot. All she had to do was to give birth to his son and kill him to enjoy

will execute his plan.” Aliona

conspirator like Riley proved that Aliona

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

location, Rey was pretty certain that it was her who had ordered the security guard to burn

the only person who fit the timing and address,

have any other

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 eyes in

in that footage

this video,” Rey

with this information, Rey dialed Elliot’s

“Hello?”

GPS location, I just discovered that the person who ordered the security to set fire to the server room is

“What? Are you sure?”

send the information to

to the study, Elliot received the footage sent by Rey. The woman on the screen was indeed

their tracking system under Presgrave Group was even bound to the satellite

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

Anastasia would know

floor reading a pile

headache since she wasn’t fit

I have something to ask you.” Elliot sat opposite her and showed

woman on the screen,

for investigating the incident five years

was baffled. “Why do you want

find that b*stard and make him rot in prison.”

with her before. She knew that he was

her son’s

could be the only way to

I tell you that it was Hayley who arranged for the host

the first time he had heard

one who framed you five years ago?” Elliot instantly widened his eyes

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 dragged

fists. What he heard from Hayley was that Anastasia had entered the wrong private room and