Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 278

Chapter 278

Chapter 278 They Looked Alike

Jared became Anastasia’s young model, posing for her with his bright smile that revealed eight of his

teeth. He was extremely adorable. Anastasia was busy taking photos and videos at the same time,

documenting her son’s growth. She intended to record all his growth process to play in his wedding

ceremony one day. It would undoubtedly be a touching moment.

She felt sentimental thinking about Jared, who had been a babbling baby in the past, and was now a

toddler jumping around. Time had flown by without her noticing, and her son had grown up. Even up

until now, the only thing she wanted to do in life was to accompany Jared on his journey of growing up.

When she saw Jared running away, she immediately got up and chased after him. Not far away from

them, there was a man sitting on the second floor of the villa, having his tea, with his gaze full of

happiness when he saw both of them running around.

They played for a few hours before returning to the hotel at five o’clock in the evening. There was a

villa prepared for them, and when they arrived, the makeup artists were already there, preparing their

clothes and makeup for tonight.

Around five o’clock, all of the guests arrived one by one. Harriet was also present. Despite her age, she

appeared lively. She was already a heroine who could face anything head-on when she was younger,

and even as she grew older, she maintained her vigor.

“Is Anastasia and her child here?” Harriet looked at her eldest grandson beside her.

“Yes. They are resting in the hotel.” He nodded.

“I leave everything here to you. I’ll check them out now.” After her words, she left with her caretaker,

Anna.

Meanwhile, Anastasia was standing on the balcony. All the makeup artists had left. Jared was sitting on

the sofa on the balcony, playing his Rubik’s Cube, and Anastasia was accompanying him while

admiring the scenery.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. She was stunned for a while before trotting to the door and opening

it. Seeing the gray-haired old woman standing before her, she immediately invited her in. “Old Madam

Presgrave, you’re here.”

“Elliot is busy, so I’m here to chat with you both,” Harriet smilingly replied.

With Anastasia’s assistance, Harriet entered the living room and took a seat on the sofa. Just when she

was wondering where Jared was, he walked in from the balcony. The instant she saw him, her eyes

widened, and she thought that her presbyopia had worsened.

Why did this child who just came in look exactly like Elliot when he was a kid?

She almost thought she had traveled back in time to when Elliot was a child, and he would be calling

her ‘Grandma’ the next second.

Anna, who was standing beside her, was surprised too. “This child looks exactly like Young Master

Elliot when he was still a young child!”

To that, Anastasia laughed awkwardly. “Jared, come here.”

Jared put down his Rubik’s cube and obediently walked to her. While walking, his bright eyes were

staring curiously at the old woman sitting on the sofa.

Harriet’s eyes were filled with surprise too. She looked at him, and suddenly, tears welled up in her

eyes. Though Jared was not a descendant of the Presgrave family, she felt a connection with him the

moment she saw him.

“Jared, right? Can you address me as Great-Grandma?” She treated him as her great-grandson.

“Hello, Great-Grandma. I am Jared, and I’m four this year,” Jared politely greeted her with his bright

voice.

After his words, Harriet turned to Anna and said agitatedly, “They look alike, right? I think they look

absolutely similar!”

“Yes, he looked just like Young Master Elliot!” Anna nodded.

Harriet then returned her gaze to Jared, wishing he could be the Presgrave Family’s child. Even if he

wasn’t, she hoped Anastasia could marry Elliot and bring Jared along to become a Presgrave.

“You’re a wonderful mother, Anastasia. Look at how well he has grown. So adorable,” Harriet praised.

But immediately following her words, Anna handed her the phone. “Your call, Madam Presgrave.”

She then picked it up. “Hello?”

“What? Why did he come back?”