Room for You
Chapter 111

Chapter 111

After the dishes were served, most of the staff members starteddrinking. They were all relatively young, so they were prepared to getdrunk that night-some of them had even hired personal drivers.“Cheers, Anastasia!” One of the male designers sitting oppositeAnastasia stood up.

“Sure. Thank you.” Anastasia held her glass up. She hadn't expected allof the other people to clink glasses with her, but everyone was in agood mood that night, and they quickly turned Anastasia into theirtarget for drinking. “More beer for Anastasia!” someone cried.

“You have to drink with us, Anastasia! At least one sip!” another cried.“Everyone else clinked glasses with you, Anastasia. I'd feel bad if I didn'tdo it. Here, cheers!" another one said.

Anastasia had only arrived at the company a while ago, so she feltpressured to go along with everyone, especially since most of the staffthere were seniors. She lost count of the number of beers she had bythe time she clinked glasses with everyone. “Alright, stop. Anastasia hasto go home to care for her kid, guys!” Felicia finally spoke up.

Everyone calmed down a little after that. Anastasia had already downeda few glasses even before she got a chance to eat her meal, and shepressed her palm against her forehead as she felt herself getting tipsy.“Are you okay, Anastasia?” someone asked.

“I'm feeling a little dizzy, so I might need to stop for a while.” Anastasiawaved her hand before she lowered her head and held her palms up tomake a surrendering gesture. Right then, Felicia’s phone began to ringShe only took one glance at the caller ID before she instantly picked thecall up. “Hello, President Presgrave.”

“Are you guys eating now? Is Anastasia there?” the man asked in adeep voice.

"Of course she’s here. This dinner is meant to be a celebration for her.Would you like to join us, President Presgrave?” Felicia asked with asmile.

“No, thanks.” Elliot was just asking.

“The rest of them got Anastasia to drink quite a bit, so she's rather tipsynow. I think I might have to send her home in a while,” Feliciaexplained.

“She's drunk?” There was a hint of anxiousness in Elliot's voice.

“Are you free to pick her up, President Presgrave?” Felicia asked.

“Sure. Send me your location,” he ordered.

“Alright!” Felicia sent Elliot her location right after ending the call. Whenshe turned to gaze at Anastasia, who was sitting near the drinks, a hintof jealousy surfaced in her gaze. Felicia could tell that Elliot truly caredabout Anastasia after speaking to him on the phone. Yet, Anastasiadidn’t know a single thing about this-she was resting her chin on herpalm while watching two other male staff play drinking games.

"You should eat a little more, Anastasia. I'll get you home in a while,”Felicia said. Anastasia

nodded and began to munch on a few of her favorite dishes. However,her stomach was full from all the alcohol. She didn’t feel anything whenshe was drinking earlier, but the tipsiness was starting to hit her after awhile. :

She had just stood up to walk to the washroom when she was struck bya pang of dizziness. She felt as if she were stepping on clouds, and shecouldn't stand straight at all. "How are you feeling, Anastasia? Are youreally drunk?” Felicia hastily held onto her arm.

“It's fine. I'm not drunk. I'm not.” Anastasia waved her arms around.Those who were drunk were especially stubborn-she insisted onclaiming that she was still sober. Felicia ordered one of her assistants tohelp Anastasia to the washroom. Anastasia had just returned from thewashroom when Felicia received a text from Elliot.

“Bring her out." His orders were simple.

“Got it. We'll come out in a bit, she replied. Right after that, Feliciaturned to Anastasia before informing her of the plan. “I'll get someoneto send you home now, Anastasia.”

“Sure!” Anastasia nodded. I should go home now. I need to sober up-how else am I going to take care of my son otherwise? But Anastasiadidn’t know who her driver was and simply assumed that Felicia hadgotten one of the company's drivers to send her home.

Felicia helped Anastasia out of the restaurant, and Anastasia quicklynoticed a sleek, black Rolls Royce parked by the side of the road. Itsblack paint looked extra shiny under the light, and its classy andelegant design made it stand out among the rest of the cars. The carstood out just like how its owner did.

Anastasia allowed Felicia to help her into the backseat of the car. At thispoint, Anastasia still assumed that a driver from the company would bethe one sending her home. After Felicia shut the car door, Anastasiaturned to address the driver in a polite tone. “Hello. You can send me toShorea Residence on Durkham Street. Thank you.”