Chapter 251 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Erica’s heart leaped to her throat. As it turned out, Elliot was only here because he wanted to know about Anastasia’s past. In a snide tone, she countered, “Why don’t you ask my sister? I’m sure she knows more than anyone else the details of that particular night.”

“If you have no plans of giving me the answers I want, then I won’t waste your time anymore,” Elliot said, not wanting to stay here and listen to someone speak ill of Anastasia.

He reached out to take back the card, but that was when Erica panicked and cried out, “Okay, okay, I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, Young Master Elliot.”

He paused and took his hand off the card. Money was the key to getting someone as greedy as Erica to open up. “I want you to tell me everything you know about what happened that night,” he ordered. He knew that she would not give up on the bank card.

While Erica knew that the incident at Abyss Club had been planned and set up by Hayley, it didn’t change the fact that she was an accomplice. There was no way that she could deny her involvement in the whole thing, so after a moment of thought, she said, “On the night of the incident, Hayley and I were hanging out at the club, but that was when one of our male co-workers decided to make a move on her. She called my sister out of panic to have her pick us up, but we waited for long enough to think she wasn’t coming at all. Just as we were leaving, however, Anastasia suddenly ran out of the club with her clothes disheveled, and that was how we found out she had been assaulted.”

Elliot’s fists clenched where they rested atop his knees as he pressed, “What did that b*stard look like? Do you know what he did for a living?”

“I don’t know. Last I heard, he was a male escort. Besides, you know how clubs can get rowdy and chaotic, so it’s not as if I would have paid attention to anyone’s background,” Erica said, but the way she blinked her eyes told Elliot that she was lying.

Seeing that she was being untruthful, he went on to demand, “Tell me the time and place of the incident.”

“I don’t really remember the time, but I know it took place at Abyss Club.”

Upon hearing this, Elliot’s heart dropped to his stomach. Abyss Club? That was where Hayley and I… He snapped out of his thoughts and urged, “You’re sure it was Abyss Club?”

“I’m sure,” she replied firmly. “As for what happened that night, I don’t quite remember.” She wasn’t lying this time.

He went on to probe for more information, asking, “Do you recall what seasonal clothes you were wearing? You would remember that.”

Erica thought hard and said, “I believe we were wearing our summer wardrobe. Do you have any more questions, President Presgrave?”

“Why didn’t you call the police and file a complaint on Anastasia’s behalf after she was assaulted that night? You’re supposedly her family, aren’t you?” He sounded like he was accusing her.

She quirked her lips and muttered, “It wasn’t as if we were the ones who caused something like that to happen to her. Besides, she happened to run into us when she left the club, and she wasted no time in pinning the blame on us even though we were innocent!”

Her narrative aligned with Hayley’s. They would never confess to having admitted to Anastasia, upon her confrontation with them five years ago, that they had been the ones to set her up.

Elliot, on the other hand, had a grim look on his face. Erica had given him a new lead that he had never come across before, which was Abyss Club. This was the same club where he and Hayley had had their encounter five years ago as well. He wondered if this was all a coincidence, and if that were the case, he wanted to know the timeline.

“Are those all the questions you have for me, Young Master Elliot?” Erica asked, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Are you sure you know nothing about the male escort from that night five years ago?”

“I swear I haven’t the slightest clue about him,” she insisted. “Also, I’m willing to bet that my sister walked into the wrong room and got herself screwed over by him. Apparently, he was a maniac who nearly tortured my sister to death.” She was deliberately saying this. Much like Hayley, she wanted to carve a vile impression of Anastasia into Elliot’s mind.

Anger rose in Elliot when he heard this. If he found out who that sc*mbag was, he would be sure to wipe him off the face of the earth. “That’s enough from you,” he bit out through gritted teeth. He didn’t want to sit here a moment longer and hear Erica’s scathing remarks about Anastasia. “You may leave now.”

Erica took the bank card, but her gaze flickered wistfully over the elegant man sitting across from her as she said shamelessly, “Young Master Elliot, I just want you to know that I like you a lot, and I would do anything you ask me to if that’s what you want.”

At that moment, he looked up at her with his razor-sharp gaze that threatened to slice through her. She was so intimidated by this that she flushed and quickly elaborated, “What I meant was that you could ask me any other question you might have, President Presgrave. I’d be more than happy to help.”

With that, she turned to leave the room like how one might flee from danger. Holy crap! If looks could kill, I would’ve been dead a hundred times over, she thought as a chill ran down her spine. More importantly, she had seen how lowly she looked in Elliot’s clear, obsidian eyes. He was high and mighty like he was born to be on a pedestal, and what she had told him just now basically rendered her worthless.

After Erica left, Elliot summoned Rey into the room and said, “Retrieve all the security footage from five years ago at Abyss Club.”

He was determined to find out who that sc*mbag was, and when he did, he would make him pay without ever letting Anastasia find out about it.

Over at Bourgeois, Aliona got a call from Riley, who said on the other line, “I’m going to need you to lure Anastasia out. My men are ready to execute the plan.”

Aliona’s eyes flashed with anticipation as a sudden bright idea came into her head. Nodding, she replied, “I know what to do.”

She hung up the phone, rose from her seat, and headed into Felicia’s office. “Director Evans, I’m supposed to meet a client, but I’m afraid I have too much work to do at the moment. Could you get Anastasia to take the order instead?”

“She’s probably busy. Why don’t you look for somebody else?” Felicia suggested.

“There’s a higher chance of us bagging the deal if she were to take up the job, though. My client is a young lady from a really affluent family, and she only came to Bourgeois because she heard so many things about Anastasia.”

Felicia pondered on this for a beat or two. She then answered, “I’ll talk to Anastasia and see what she says.”

“Don’t tell her that I was the one who recommended her, though. Anastasia and I haven’t exactly been on amicable terms lately,” Aliona said to fortify her cover.

“Very well. I’m going to need the client’s name and the address where you’re scheduled to meet her.”

Aliona immediately called Riley for the address. When Felicia had the name and address in hand, she called the given contact number for confirmation.

The person who answered the call was a girl who made it clear that she wanted a highly personal arrangement wherein the designer would meet her someplace outside the company building. The various kinds of businesses available on the market were locked in grueling competition at the moment, and with the client’s budget being five million, Felicia did not want to let this deal fall through.

As such, she hurried over to Anastasia’s office and found the girl daydreaming after losing her drive to work. Having heard about the client and the budget she was given, Anastasia agreed and stood up behind her desk. She then announced, “I’ll be going, then.”

She figured she could use some fresh air and a change of environment.

Felicia nodded. “I’ve already made arrangements with the girl regarding the time and location. Why don’t you bring Grace with you? Also, be safe on the road!”

“Got it,” Anastasia replied. She had always been the most enthusiastic when it came to her work.

Once Anastasia left the office, Aliona turned back to Felicia’s office and asked if Anastasia had already gone out.

Upon hearing that Anastasia was about to drive out of the parking lot, Aliona quickly and happily gave Riley a call. Meanwhile, Anastasia was unaware of the danger that lay waiting for her. Aliona was sure that she could get rid of the infuriating girl by the end of the day, thereby making room for herself to slide into Elliot’s life to comfort him while he grieved Anastasia’s untimely death, winning him over with her kindness.

While this was happening, Anastasia and Grace headed out of the company building. During the drive, Anastasia called up the supposed client and confirmed that they were meeting up at a cafe to puruse the details of the order.

Along the way, she and Grace kept up a humorous repartee to pass time, and indeed, it wasn’t long before the navigation satellite told them that they were drawing close to the cafe. Anastasia parked her car in the area next to the cafe.

There was only one lot available, and Anastasia had to back into it. As she did so, she did not notice the men in the black vans on either side of her car.

This was all a ploy by Riley; he had arranged for his men to fill up most of the parking lots, leaving only this particular space.

Anastasia and Grace had only just grabbed their purses and went out of the car when the doors to the backseat of the van opened up. Without warning, the girls were each dragged into the black van closest to them. The men who did this moved so quickly that they did not spare either girl the chance to cry for help.

Soon, the kidnappers pulled out of the parking lot with one van leading the other. Two burly men held Anastasia down in the backseat while they hastily worked to bind her wrists and ankles. Following that, they stuffed a rag into her mouth to keep her from struggling or protesting in any way she could think of.

Fear and shock lit up in her eyes. She was supposed to be meeting a client, and she couldn’t understand how she had been ambushed on purpose, thereafter kidnapping her. What about Grace? What will happen to her? At the same time, she thought about her son. If something happens to me, who’s going to take care of Jared?

This made her struggle violently, but at that moment, the man next to her took out a syringe and injected something into her arm. The effects of the drug kicked in and washed over her almost immediately, rendering her weak. Eventually, she felt her conscious mind slipping into the darkness.

When the two vans had driven away, a black SUV tailed after them, and inside were Elliot’s bodyguards. They had been following one of Riley’s subordinates, and never did they think they would come across a kidnapping incident. More to the point, the dashcam in the car had managed to capture a full view of the kidnappers and their victims. Right now, the bodyguard in the passenger seat was reviewing the footage. He paused as he zoomed in on the woman’s face.

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