Room for You
Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Catching her sighing, Elliot, who was sitting beside her, asked curiously,“What's wrong?”

"Because of you, my full attendance bonus is gone now.” Anastasiablamed Elliot in its entirety; she wouldn't have been sleepless if itweren't for him sleeping at her house last night.

If she hadn't been sleepless, she wouldn't have missed the slot to arriveat work on time.

“Are you that short on money?” he asked in an amused voice.

"Of course I am! Do you think everybody's pockets are bursting at theseams with money like you? Us common folk spend every pennycarefully, you know!” Anastasia rebuked.

Upon hearing that, Elliot wanted to make up for it, so he announced,“Then I'll tell them to include your full attendance bonus for thismonth.”

Anastasia's mood immediately turned for the better as she grinned earto ear. “Are you serious?”

Elliot nodded and he hummed in response.

She was really over the moon now. Looking outside the car window,Anastasia could only think about the deal of the custom set of lock andkey that would cost five million. With the deadline being the day aftertomorrow, she had to quickly come up with a design.

Reaching the underground car park of the company, Anastasia ran themoment she got out of the car, because she did not want to get intothe same elevator with a certain individual. After locking his car, Elliotsnorted upon seeing the woman, who was still standing at the hallwayof the elevator, disappear.

Already reaching her office, Anastasia then called Grace on thecompany line.

“Grace, could you come in for a moment?”

Thinking that she wanted coffee, Grace came in with a cup in her hands.“Miss Tillman, here's your coffee. I added some creamer for you today,since you said that it was too bitter last time.”

Touched, Anastasia nodded as a reply. However, she still had to ask thenecessary question.

“Grace, who was it that told you the president wanted to see me?”Anastasia asked seriously.

Blinking, Grace then thought about it for a while before answering, “Itwas Alex from the Planning Department that told me about it. Shewalked over to my desk with some documents in hand and told methat. Then, I relayed it to you immediately.”

"Did she tell you about who told her to do that?”

Shaking her head, Grace replied, “I didn’t ask. Do you want me now?"Upon hearing that, Anastasia could only give up. “There's no need forthat. I was just asking because the president wasn't in his office when Iwent over yesterday.”

It seemed like Hayley had planted her people deep enough to be ableto use any assistant to inform Anastasia about this. The latter believedthat the person called Alex was also being used by someone. As forwho it was, it was possible to replace the mastermind behind this ifAnastasia really wanted to. However, not wishing to spook theindividual and alerting them, she could only comfort herself by keepinga lookout for these kinds of things in the future.

Diving deep into designing, she first drafted up two drawings, onebeing the lock and the other being the key. A lot of couples liked thiskind of concept, as the man's heart often represented the lock, with itneeding a gentle touch of the woman in the form of a key for the twoparties to completely accept each other.

Because Anastasia had a very good inspiration, she got off to a smoothstart and completed two detailed drawings. Instead of the normal sharplooking lock, the design of the lock was extremely exquisite with itssmooth edges. Meanwhile, the key had an oval handle, and the bottomwas thin. It had beautiful carvings on it, making it stand out.Remembering the customer specifying about their initials, she thendesigned a logo at the side. It was an E and H, with a heart linking thetwo alphabets together.

Now that the rough draft was ready, Anastasia then started to drawthem out on her computer, adding color and changing the details atthe same time.

Suddenly, Grace knocked on her door. Pushing it open, she was seenaccompanied by a worker, who had a beautiful bouquet in his hands ashe asked, “Are you Miss

Tillman? These are for you.”

Upon seeing the flowers, Anastasia knew that it was from Nigel. Itlooked like he ignored her statement of not giving her any flowers.“Thank you. Please place them on the sofa,” Anastasia murmured with asmile.

After ten minutes, Grace knocked on her door once again. “MissTillman, there are flowers for you again.”

After saying that, another employee from a different florist then camein with a huge bouquet of roses that were obviously imported. Theflowers themselves looked heavenly, and it was as if they had just beenfreshly plucked.