Room for You
Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Narrowing his eyes, Elliot asked in a clear, curious voice, “How do youintend to pay me back?” In a lower voice, he continued with hope, “Willyou agree to marry me so that my helping your father will be nothingmore than assisting my future father-in-law?”

It was enough to cause Anastasia to suck in a breath of air. What aridiculous idea! “I can't marry you. Please give me another request!” Sheturned her chair away and began doodling in her notebook

His expression sank at that. Did she replace him so unlikeable?

“Give me something I can fulfill,” she reminded him since she had noway of promising him something she couldn't fulfill

As Elliot stared at her delicate side profile, he suddenly relaxed.Sometimes, the process was more enjoyable than the result. “Alright,then. From today onward, I'll eat over at your place.” It was somethingthat he believed she could do.

Anastasia's eyebrows drew together. While this request wasn'tnecessarily over the line, it still made things difficult for her.

Dinner at her place? She supposed that it was quite a good method ofrepayment since she had no money to repay him with and he alsodidn’t need any money.

“If you're not willing, that's fine since I'm helping your father as arepayment to your mother, anyway.” Seeing that she wasn't sayinganything, Elliot stood up and made to leave.

Instantly, Anastasia whipped her head around to agree. “Alright, youcan eat at my place, but you must promise that you'll behave yourselfand not make any moves on me.”

“I have no interest in women,” he lied with a straight face.

Struck dumb by his boldness, she gaped at him. No interest in women?Had he forgotten the time he forced his kisses on her?

Nevertheless, if she could repay him for the help he gave her father bydoing this, she would feel better.

“Fine, consider it a measure of trust,” she finally said before getting upand pushing open the conference room door to leave.

“From tonight onward,” he spoke up softly behind her.

Without turning back, she answered, “Okay.”

After returning to her office, Anastasia rested her head on her hands.What a headache! Did that mean she would have to greet him with atable full of food from now on whenever he wanted to eat at her place?Yet, in comparison to the help he offered her father, this was a relativelylight repayment.

Well, she would have to put up with it. Really, it was no different fromcooking for one more person.

Right then, Grace knocked on the door and entered with a documentfolder. “This is the client information that Director Evans has sent over,Miss Tillman. Have a look!"

Anastasia obliged by reaching out to accept the document folder. Asshe flipped it open to the first page, her eyes widened. How could it beher?

Her client was none other than Leah Hart, as detailed in the informationfolder. It listed Leah's family background, educational background, andeven the fact that she was the daughter of the first domestic cateringgiant.

To Anastasia, it was obvious that Leah was here to cause trouble. Theirprevious unhappy ending had no doubt resulted in Leah looking forother ways to make things difficult for her.

Right then, Felicia called to urge Anastasia. “Get in contact with theclient as soon as possible, Anastasia. She must have chosen us becauseshe believed in your ability, so we can't let her down.”

Anastasia laughed bitterly in her heart. No matter how warmly she hadreceived Leah, she might not necessarily be able to see the orderthrough.

Nevertheless, she still answered, “Alright, I'll inmediately contact her.”Then, Anastasia picked up her cell phone, found the correct number,and dialed it.

“Who is this?” a lazy voice asked at the other end of the line.

“Good morning. I'm Anastasia Tillman, a designer from BourgeoisJewelry Atelier. I'd like to ask when you would like to meet to discussthe design direction of your jewelry, Miss Hart.”

“Oh! How about tomorrow morning? You must get ready for everythingyou need and not let me down!” Leah's final sentence had a smugundertone.

"Of course. Shall I choose the meeting place?”

“No, I'll contact you. You can come over when the time comes!” Withthat, Leah hung up.

And just like that, Anastasia was left with no choice but to follow theprotocol. Tomorrow, she would meet Leah and see what on earth theother woman was up to.