Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
However, Anastasia still felt her attention drawn to the man in sports attire. He was wearing a gray top paired with black sweatpants. As he stood among the grass, he appeared large, mighty, and imposing. There was a constant, strong, and domineering aura about him.
Anastasia bit her lip and couldn’t help but recall what happened last night. She was once again troubled, and she made up her mind that such things must never happen again.
Never!
She then mocked herself. She had sworn the exact same thing more than once, but it always seemed to fail. When faced with this man, no single oath she swore could be kept.
In another villa area, Hayley didn’t get much sleep throughout the night. Her eyes were red as she took her phone and dialed Daniel’s number. As soon as the call went through, she ordered, “Daniel, I want to see Elliot. Help me think of a way.”
On the other end of the line, Daniel thought for a few seconds before answering, “This Saturday, Old Madam Presgrave will be celebrating her 70th birthday. President Presgrave is already preparing for it, so you can find an opportunity to let him know that you want to attend and celebrate Old Madam Presgrave’s birthday.”
Hayley was elated. “Really? Then what should I do?”
“You can look through old news articles; there should be reports of the exact time of Old Madam Presgrave’s birth. You can ask President Presgrave to bring you to the celebration with him. He’ll most probably agree,” Daniel suggested.
Pleasant surprise flashed across Hayley’s eyes, but she kept her tone cold as she said, “Got it. Report these things to me of your own accord next time. Don’t wait until I ask.”
“Understood, Miss Seymour.” Daniel was extremely submissive.
After ending the call, Hayley took up her iPad and began looking for old news articles. Just as expected, she found an article dated two years back, a promotion article for Old Madam Presgrave’s 68th birthday celebration. The celebration was quite grand that year, and it was all over the news.
A look of hatred appeared in the depths of Hayley’s eyes. It was apparent that Anastasia would be attending as well.
Meanwhile, Anastasia had a serious lack of sleep last night. She felt sleepy as soon as she finished breakfast, and as she basked in the sunlight of the late fall, she began to nod off a little. After a slight nap, she heard footsteps, so she opened her eyes to see a smart figure getting close to her.
She immediately sat up and gazed at him, trying to look energized.
“How long did you stay up last night?” The man sat down beside her, a suggestive smile in his eyes.
He was a large part of the reason she lost sleep.
“I didn’t,” Anastasia said stubbornly.
“My grandmother will be celebrating her 70th birthday this Saturday. I want to invite you and Jared over to join in the festivities,” Elliot started, his gaze tightly locked on her.
Anastasia blinked, then shook her head. “We won’t be going.”
“My grandma told me specifically to bring you and Jared, and also invite your father along.”
Anastasia cried in surprise, “My dad is also on the list of people to invite?”
“Yes! I’ve already sent the invitations. He’s coming.” Elliot nodded.
Anastasia couldn’t help but think of another problem. If her father was attending, then Naomi and her daughter might take the opportunity to come as well.
If the Presgraves didn’t mention her father specifically, then the mother-daughter duo would definitely tag along to have a look.
As they spoke, Anastasia’s phone rang. She gave it a look and realized that it was a call from his grandmother.
“A call from your grandmother.” Anastasia looked nervous as she held her phone.
“Answer it. She must be inviting you to her birthday celebration.” With that, Elliot got up and walked toward the little guy practicing his kicks on the field.
Anastasia picked up the call. “Hello, Old Madam Presgrave.”
“Anastasia, are you busy? Has Elliot told you about my birthday celebration?”
“Yes, President Presgrave did,” Anastasia replied in a respectful tone.
“Then I’ll be waiting for you!” Harriet thought she would definitely come.
Anastasia was going to decline, but when faced with Harriet’s enthusiasm, she really didn’t know how to say no.
“Your father will be coming over as well. It’s a good chance for me to meet your family,” Harriet continued.
“Old Madam Presgrave, I—”
“Don’t worry about the gift. I’ll be happy enough to see you attend. I’ve been looking forward to meeting your son, so remember to bring him, all right?”
Anastasia changed her thinking. Her father would be there as well, and she only had to join in the festivities and eat something nice. It was easier to accept than to decline the invitation, so she smiled and said, “Of course! I’ll definitely be there.”
“Good. I’ll get Elliot to make the arrangements.”
After hanging up the call, Anastasia secretly wished that her father would come alone, but she didn’t have a right to interfere with her father’s decisions.
At the Tillman Residence, Francis was having lunch at home. Naomi prepared some dishes, and after a few sips of alcohol, Francis couldn’t help but mention, “Naomi, I’m joining Old Madam Presgrave’s birthday celebration this Saturday, so get me a decent outfit for the occasion.”
Naomi’s eyes lit up as she asked immediately, “Are you the only one invited? What about me and Erica?”
“Why would you go?”
Erica was anxious at the side. “Dad, I want to go too. I want to see what it’s like.”
Naomi thought that the Presgrave’s banquet would be a gathering of talented and famous people. It was a golden opportunity for her daughter to make friends in this situation, so it was a good thing for her daughter. What if a rich young man took a liking to her daughter?
“Francis, Erica and I will go with you!”
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