Chapter 377 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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She played along. “Say it out loud for your brother to hear.”

Suddenly, someone patted Nigel’s shoulder. It was Elliot, whose eyes had narrowed dangerously. “What did you just say?”

“Huh? Did I say something? I said nothing!” Nigel blinked his eyes several times at Anastasia, signaling her to not let the cat out of the bag.

“It’s nothing.” She was about to burst into laughter because of the funny outcome.

Then, Elliot excused himself to greet the seniors and Nigel patted his chest in relief. “I’ve been afraid of him since I was young. You can never imagine his stern face when he’s angry with me. Yet, he used to stand up for me whenever I got into trouble. I really admire him.”

“For real? Tell me more about his younger days! Did he do anything mischievous or embarrassing?” A curious Anastasia was all ears.

Nigel recounted his childhood memories. “Once, I offended the seniors in my school and Elliot-who was abroad at that time-returned to the country immediately to take down seven of them all by himself! I was cheering for him at the sideline and he won! He was so cool!”

As she was listening to the story, Anastasia could literally picture the scene in her head. She had seen pictures of Elliot in his teens and he definitely had the looks of a rich young boy.

“Has he gone out with other girls?” she whispered.

Nigel shook his head as he did not dare to make up a lie for it either. “Though the girls had been lining up to date him, he didn’t like any of them. Only you.”

Anastasia was giddy with merriment at that moment. “Really? Are you telling the truth?”

“I swear.”

Based on their long friendship, she was able to discern the sincerity in his eyes and trusted his words. “Okay. I believe you.”

After greeting the elderly members, Elliot turned his head to see the duo talking with such proximity. Watching how their heads almost touched, Elliot guessed that Anastasia was prying into his past.

His aroused interest led his feet toward them, after which he crossed his arms while pricking up his ears to hear the conversation.

Both of them were so immersed in the gossip that they did not realize the protagonist was just right there. Meanwhile, Nigel’s eyes lit up as he recalled something. “I’ll tell you one of his dark histories.”

“Dark history?”

“Before he was 16, he drove the car and was caught red-handed. The police gave him a lecture and forced him to rewrite all of the driving rules by hand.” Nigel guffawed without feeling a tad of guilt.

Anastasia let out a hearty laughter as well.

Suddenly, they could feel a cold chill accosting them as a voice resounded. “Is it that hilarious?”

The smile on Nigel’s face went stiff before he cleared his throat. “Elliot, I’m already saving your face by not exposing the time you entered the ladies’ by mistake.”

“Well, it’s not like you’re much better than I am. I have plenty of stories about you too!” Elliot squinted his eyes with a piercing gaze at his brother.

“What? Elliot went to the ladies’ before?” Anastasia’s eyes widened in shock. Was he mistaken as a pervert?

Elliot smiled widely, albeit dangerously. “If you would like to learn more of my stories, I’ll tell you later tonight in bed. Don’t listen to his nonsense.”

She smiled while blushing in embarrassment whereas Nigel patted Elliot’s shoulder. “Patience, Elliot. Be patient. You’re going to get married soon.”

In fact, Elliot’s patience was wearing thin to the point that he could not fall asleep. at night. Although there were three days remaining before the engagement, it felt like a century to him.

Time flew by and it was the engagement day at long last.

The press, which had quite reliable resources, began to offer their sincere wishes to the couple with the intent to spread the news. Soon, the Internet went wild over the engagement of the renowned President Presgrave of Presgrave Group.

On the other side, Hayley saw the news

and shoved everything off the desk in a fit of pique at her rented room. In the end, Anastasia had become Mrs. Presgrave and Hayley was left with nothing.

Due to her face, Hayley had been staying indoors. However, she was left with not much money; even her meals would become a problem if she could not come up with a solution soon.

Desperate times always called for desperate measures. The desperate woman, who met a dead end, had an idea.

She could disguise as the gigolo to receive some money from Anastasia, who was going to marry Elliot soon.

Anastasia would be mindful of her reputation by now. Thus, Hayley could threaten her with the incident that had transpired five years ago.

With that ace card in her sleeves, Hayley was certain that Anastasia would provide her with some money in order to retain her reputation.

A few hundred thousand meant nothing to Anastasia, but it was enough for Hayley to lead a good life for a few years.

Therefore, Hayley had decided to glamble for once. She had nothing to lose anyway, so why would she be afraid?

After taking a deep breath, Hayley took a burner phone and dialed Anastasia’s number.

“Hello. Who is this?” Anastasia’s voice came from the other side of the line.

Hayley made sure that she was using a voice changer app. “Anastasia Tillman, I heard that you’re getting married soon. Congratulations!” It was a sarcastic tone.

“It’s you?” Rage soared in Anastasia’s voice at the drop of the hat.

“Yes, it’s me! I miss our son so much. I wish I could see him.”

“Don’t you dare come close to my son!”

“I can do that if you give me some money. Otherwise, I’ll expose everything that had happened five years ago. I will tell everyone that you slept with me and that you’ve worked at the club!”

Anastasia, who was currently at Elliot’s villa, tried to maintain her composure

while dealing with the scumbag she had been waiting for all this time.

“Money? How much do you want?” She feigned fear at the threat.

Hayley did not hesitate once she heard the offer. “One million.”

“That’s impossible, but I can consider it if it’s a hundred thousand.”

“Five hundred thousand. That’s final.”

“I can’t give you more than a hundred thousand.” Anastasia was determined to catch the guy.

“Y-You’re going to marry Elliot Presgrave, that rich guy. How can you not have more than that?”

The altered voice rang a bell for some reason. ‘His’ voice and tone was familiar to Anastasia’s ears. Then, a figure seeped into her mind. Hayley. Perhaps the person talking is not

the gigolo, but Hayley?

As an afterthought, she decided to test the waters by saying, “Elliot and I are not on good terms. He won’t give me any money.”

As she had expected, the person snorted coldly. “Anastasia Tillman, that trick won’t work on me! He’ll give you anything you want for sure.”

“The news is fake. He doesn’t love me. It’s a loveless marriage.”

“Anyone but me will believe in those lies. I know a lot about you and Elliot.”

Anastasia’s gaze was flaring with ire as her conjecture had hardened into conviction. It was Hayley calling her at the moment. It seemed like Hayley had been trying to contact her from the beginning in order to blackmail her.

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