Chapter 192 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Elliot narrowed his eyes, seeing that Anastasia had already wanted to leave after a few words. “Relax. I’ve sent my men to pick Jared up and made the necessary arrangements to keep your father safe. I’ve got you covered.”

Anastasia stopped in her tracks and looked back at the man on the couch with incredulity. He had taken Jared away?!

“Where’s my son?!” she asked in shock.

“He’s at my home right now. From now on, you and Jared have to stay at my place. Don’t run around. Do you think you’ll be safe just because you go into hiding? Lawrence once roamed the underworld; he has powerful connections.”

Anastasia’s heart skipped a beat reflexively. He has already arranged everything?!

“Thanks, but I can protect Jared myself.” Anastasia thought she should turn down his kindness. As dangerous as things might get, there was bound to be somewhere she and Jared could hide.

“So far, only I can give you and Jared absolute safety.” Elliot looked over at her, exceptionally confident.

“I—” Just as she wanted to retort, he cut her off. “Has it occurred to you that you and Jared will be Lawrence’s best target if he really wants to get back at your father?”

Anastasia’s heart stopped beating for a split second, shocked. Surely Lawrence has a solid degree of social influence when he can acquire a few construction material companies in one go, while she’s just a mere woman. Will she really be able to keep her son safe?

Elliot softened up, seeing that she was still deliberating. “I really like Jared, and I don’t want anything bad to happen to him. I’m sure you don’t, too.”

“But…” Anastasia sighed and looked toward him. “It makes me feel bad that my family and I have to keep troubling you.”

“You think you’re troubling me, but I don’t. I’m most at ease when you guys are with me. I won’t feel good either if anything happens to you guys.” Elliot looked deeply into her eyes.

Anastasia fell silent for a moment, struggling to decide before she finally looked up at the man in front of her. “Then Jared and I will have to bother you for some time.”

“Protecting you guys is something I should do.”

“Have you told my dad about this?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll send my men to keep an eye on the situation at your dad’s,” Elliot reassured her.

Anastasia’s jumpy heart had now calmed thanks to him. It was like he had the power to make people trust him completely.

“Thanks. I should go and ask Felicia for a leave.” With that, she headed out, calling her father in the meantime.

Francis was composed, having gone through most things in life. He was happy to learn that Elliot would protect his daughter and grandson, so he reminded, “Anastasia, don’t feel bad and don’t let Young Master Presgrave think his kindness is for nothing. You and Jared just stay by Young Master Presgrave’s side with peace of mind!”

“You be careful too, Dad.”

“Don’t worry about me! I’ve been through most things in life already. Situations like this are inevitable in the commercial industry,” Francis comforted.

In actuality, the only reason Francis could act so calmly was that he had Elliot’s help. Even if Lawrence was no good guy, he couldn’t do just anything he wanted in front of the Presgraves.

Later, Anastasia lied to Felicia, saying she wanted to look after her father for a week, and Felicia approved her leave without a second thought. But she hoped Anastasia could finish the order worth ten million during her time off.

And Anastasia couldn’t help feeling awkward. She wondered how Felicia would react if she knew this big client was the great President Presgrave upstairs.

After all that was settled, Anastasia decided to head home and pack some clothes before hiding at Elliot’s. When something like this had happened, no ego in this world was more important than her son’s safety anymore.

Anastasia went back to the office after a quick pack-up and then called Elliot through the intercom.

“What time are you leaving? I’d like to see Jared.”

“Meet me down at the basement car park in ten minutes,” Elliot replied.

Ten minutes later, Anastasia moved the two suitcases from her car into Elliot’s trunk. Rey, the assistant, now became Rey, the chauffeur, driving Elliot and Anastasia back to Elliot’s place as the two sat in the back seat.

Anastasia was still reeling at the fact that she had to stay with Elliot for some time while she watched the view outside the window. Alas, what to do when life throws you a curveball?

“Take a good rest while you’re at my place,” Elliot said, the joy beneath his fathomless eyes unconcealable.

However, Anastasia still felt bad for troubling him. “Sorry for intruding, President Presgrave.”

“Not at all.” Elliot’s face relaxed as he thought, How can you call this intruding?! He’d die to have her move in with him.

In actuality, he deliberately made things sound more severe than they actually were. Yes, Lawrence’s men were digging into Francis’s relationship with his family, but Lawrence himself was in deep sh*t right now, for he was pulling every possible connection to remove himself from a few women-missing-from-nightclub cases.

And if Anastasia hadn’t spotted the spotter so coincidentally, he wouldn’t be able to take her home so easily.

Anastasia gradually spaced out as she continued to watch the view outside the window. Then, when her current situation popped back into her head, she looked over to Elliot to find he was looking out the window and musing as well. Sigh, his handsome side profile was a sight to behold as well. After gawking for a few seconds, she looked away with a flushed face.

Elliot’s mansion occupied the city’s best terrain, for it was located near the sea and the hills. Plus, it was built on high grounds, so it was the perfect spot to watch the stars or view the cityscape. The entire mansion took up nearly half the hill, and it was designed by a renowned architect as well.

Anastasia had the privilege of coming once before, but she left in a hurry. This time, she managed to admire the view along the journey to the top of the hill. Amidst late fall, the mansion looked like a crouching gray giant.

Right as Anastasia got out of the car, she heard a familiar voice coming from the yard—it was Jared! Pleasantly surprised, she followed the voice to a garden, and through it, she found Jared playing soccer with two bodyguards on the field.

The little guy had no sense of strangeness, playing happily as though he was in his own home, and it got Anastasia mortified. This child is way too approachable!

“Jared!” she called out to him.

“Mommy! You’re finally here!” Jared beamed in surprise and trotted to his mother when he heard her voice.

Anastasia pulled him closer and wiped the sweat off his forehead. “Is it really that much fun?”

“Mommy, Mr. Presgrave said we’ll be staying here for some time. Is it true?” Jared looked at Anastasia with his big, round, innocent eyes.

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