Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 395

Chapter 395

Chapter 395 Keep an Eye on Her

“Do you want me to help you out?” Elliot wanted to take over for Anastasia.

“No, thanks.” She had to inspect it herself.

“In that case, you should take a short break.”

“I’m good.” Anastasia’s eyes were a little bloodshot, but she wasn’t in the mood to take a break.

“You’ll wear your eyes out.” Elliot’s heart broke as he watched from the side.

“I have to finish watching it all.” At that, she forced herself to close her eyes and take a break. While she

rubbed her temples, she suddenly felt a big, warm palm massaging her neck lightly. It felt super relaxing.

Meanwhile, Alice snuck a peek outside to replace Elliot massaging Anastasia’s neck, causing her to feel

jealous yet horrified.

She had clearly underestimated Anastasia and Elliot’s relationship. More than that, she feared that they’d

discover her crimes.

After returning to her office, she unlocked her phone and grew nervous upon seeing the five hundred

thousand transferred into her account earlier that day.

Anastasia returned to work after taking a short break. Meanwhile, Elliot took a sip from her coffee and

suddenly thought of something. With that, he took his phone and headed out.

He didn’t affect her progress, but it didn’t mean he didn’t have other ways of investigating.

When he came back in, Anastasia was still fixing her eyes on the laptop screen. However, her brows

suddenly locked into a deep furrow upon seeing someone coming out of her office.

Alice had stayed in her office for less than two minutes before coming out. However, when she left, she

looked visibly guilt-ridden.

At that, Anastasia rewound and scrutinized Alice’s expression. Then, she saved this portion of the

footage before continuing her search.

Time had unknowingly come to 7.00PM, and Anastasia already had two cups of coffee at this point.

Meanwhile, Elliot never looked away from her this whole time either. He finally grabbed her hand when

he saw that her eyes were bloodshot and that she was refusing dinner.

“Dinner first, and you can continue your search later.”

“I don’t want to eat.” She was stressed out since she was being accused of plagiarism.

At that, Elliot’s deep, domineering voice traveled to her ears. “You have to even if you don’t want to. If

you’re worried that Savill won’t let you off the hook, then there’s no reason for you to fear at all. At worst,

I’ll acquire them tomorrow, and your problem will be solved.”

“Alright, you win! We’ll eat at the restaurant across here,” Anastasia said, brushing her hair to the back.

While leaving Anastasia’s office hand in hand, Elliot had his bodyguards come up and guard the space,

forbidding anyone from entering.

When Alice found out that Anastasia was staying back to investigate, she stayed as well. Right then, she

was texting Jacqueline and telling her about Anastasia’s investigation progress.

‘You guys are sure you’ll win the lawsuit, right? You can’t drag me down with you.’

“My boss is confident. Rest assured!”

Naturally, Alice couldn’t be assured, for she didn’t mention one important fact to Jacqueline—Anastasia’s

relationship with Elliot. Savill only knew that Anastasia was one of Bourgeois’ designers. What they didn’t

know was that she was also the girlfriend of Presgrave Group’s CEO.

This time, Alice had a creeping sense of panic that Savill would be meeting their doom.

She thought she should pack up and leave the country. When she came out, she snuck a peek at the

two bodyguards stationed in front of Anastasia’s office, and it affirmed her decision to leave the county

immediately.

In the restaurant, Anastasia didn’t have much appetite despite the table of good food in front of her.

“Don’t overthink stuff. If anything, I’ll support you.” With that, Elliot put some food on her plate, which she

ate before saying with integrity, “I can support myself.”

Financially independent women were the most confident, after all.

Following that, he pushed a bowl of bird’s nest soup to her. “Finish this.”

Anastasia suddenly had a feeling she was being force-fed by this man. However, she still did as she was

told.

Elliot’s phone beeped just then, and he checked it to replace a text from Rey. ‘President, I discovered that

half a million was transferred to Alice Thompson’s account at 2.00PM today. It was transferred from

Savill Jewelry Atelier’s public account.’

In response to that, he replied, ‘Keep an eye on her.’