Chapter 169 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Anastasia had been deliberating over cars for around 5 days now, and she finally decided on this model. Right on the spot, she paid the price in full with her card, and let the shop handle the paperwork and whatnot before going back to the company with Felicia.

The car would be ready to drive the day after tomorrow, and Anastasia was also looking forward to the first car she would own in her life. This was an important milestone for normal folk like her.

Anastasia had also invited Oliver to lunch, but this programmer never really had time. He was tackling a tricky project at the moment, so he was extremely busy. Anastasia could only wait until Oliver had more time before treating him to lunch. She still owed him one for picking up her phone the other day.

These few days, Anastasia’s life had been very peaceful because it lacked one person.

Elliot!

If that man didn’t take the initiative to appear in front of her, Anastasia would have a zero chance of bumping into him.

This was because this man dwelled only in high-ranking areas. Even his own subordinates didn’t get to meet him once in the span of a whole year, much less normal people.

Six days passed in the blink of an eye. Halfway through her drafting, Anastasia paused her actions before a domineering figure appeared in her mind. He should be back from his business trip by now.

Anastasia immediately shook her head. Why am I thinking about him?

Anastasia bit her red lip and returned her attention to her draft. Just then, her landline rang. Anastasia looked up with her pretty eyes and hastily answered the call. “Hello, who is it?”

“Anastasia, have you finished signing the document sent to you just now?” Grace’s voice sounded.

“Oh… Yes, I’m done. You can come and take it back.” With that, Anastasia hung up, then slapped her head in annoyance.

What’s wrong with me? Did I just hope that it was Elliot? I can’t believe how much this dude can affect me!

Just then, the phone rang again, and her heartbeat quickened a little. She reached out and picked up the call. “Hello, who is it?”

“Anastasia, when are you submitting your drafts for this month? I’ve already delayed your deadline by two days. Don’t you dare slack off” Alice’s voice went through the device, urging her.

“I’ll work overtime tonight, and I’ll try my best to submit it tomorrow,” Anastasia replied.

“Listen, I’m keeping an eye on you. If you still haven’t submitted it by 10am tomorrow, I’ll deduct your performance bonus. Humph!” Without saying goodbye, Alice hung up.

Anastasia felt a little troubled. Alice was now starting to bully Anastasia with her new position as the associate director. She would use every small mistake Anastasia made to get at her.

Anastasia knew she couldn’t keep on daydreaming. Therefore, she returned to her drawing pad, but when she looked at the time, it was already 3.30pm. She was forced to give up and continue her work at home later at night because she had to pick up her son.

At the kindergarten, the little fellow had asked her about Elliot before, and she had told him that Elliot would be away on a business trip for one week. Unexpectedly, the little guy remembered this detail.

“Mommy, did Mr. Presgrave come back today? Will he be having dinner at our house?” Jared had a look of expectation on his face.

“He’s not coming. He’s a busy man, Jared. He might never be coming again. Don’t miss him too much.” Anastasia looked at her son with a serious expression, trying to rid him of his longing.

“But I miss him.” The little guy pouted because he missed Elliot terribly.

“Keep it to yourself, then. We can’t bother him too much, all right?” Anastasia said, then continued in a happier tone, “I may be getting my car tomorrow, so when I’ve gotten the hang of it, let’s go on a drive, shall we?”

“Yay! Sure! All the best in your driving, Mommy.”

Anastasia took her son home and got some pizzas for dinner. She had a lot to work on tonight, so the little guy didn’t bother her. Anastasia continued working on her draft in her room when suddenly, the blue screen of death popped up on her computer.

Anastasia was on a roll, but now, faced with the blue screen, she was at a loss. What’s going on? What about my precious saved files?

Anastasia held her head between her arms and groaned. It was 9 pm, but she had to submit her drafts by 10 am tomorrow. If she couldn’t complete her work tonight, Alice would deduct her performance bonus for sure.

No freaking way! I just bought a car, and I’m tight on money. I need to make money!

Anastasia fretted for a few seconds, then immediately thought of someone: Oliver from Block 10. He was good with computers, but she couldn’t lug her computer out to be repaired, so she could only ask him over to have a look.

Also, Oliver seemed to be a trustworthy person. Anastasia looked at the time and knew she had to trouble him for help. I wonder if he is working overtime or at home?

Anastasia tentatively dialed Oliver’s number. It rang for around eight seconds before a bright male voice sounded on the other end. “Hello? Miss Tillman?”

“Olive, do you have time now? My computer just got the blue screen, but I have a bunch of drafts to submit by tomorrow. Can you come over now and have a look at it for me?” Anastasia pleaded sincerely.

“Sure, I’ll be right there. Give me a while.”

“Of course, of course. Sorry for the trouble.”

“Not at all,” Oliver said readily.

Anastasia told her son that Oliver would be here to repair the computer in a bit. The little guy nodded. She also hastily changed out of her pajamas and into a casual T-shirt and jeans, waiting for Oliver to come knocking.

Around 10 minutes later, Olive knocked on the door, and Anastasia welcomed him in. Oliver was wearing a clean blue plaid shirt paired with jeans. As a programmer, he had unusually thick black hair, which gave him a cheerful and cool aura when coupled with his handsome features.

“You’re here, Oliver! Come in, come in! No need to change into indoor slippers.” Anastasia immediately welcomed him with enthusiasm.

Oliver had come prepared to fix her computer, and he had a thumb drive with him as he entered Anastasia’s bedroom. The little guy also came over to watch as he passed Oliver a glass of water. “Mr. Shaw, have some water.”

“Thank you, Jared. I’ll fix your mommy’s computer first.” Oliver took the glass of water and set it aside, then began to work earnestly on the computer.

Meanwhile, a mysterious and noble black car pulled up at the entrance to the community. Rey glanced at the man in the back seat, who had his eyes closed. “President Presgrave, are you sure you don’t want to go home and rest for a while? You haven’t slept in the last 24 hours.”

“No need.” Elliot opened his eyes. He had rushed back just to see this woman and her son.

“Shall I accompany you?”

“No, it’s okay.” Elliot opened the car door and got out. He was already a familiar face to the security guards, so the middle-aged guard allowed him passage.

Even though Elliot’s handsome face was colored with fatigue, he appeared to be in a good mood at the thought of the mother and son. As the breeze grazed across his face, he walked toward his destination. I wonder if that ungrateful woman had missed me in the last few days.

Elliot went over to unit number 1502 on the 15th floor of Block 8. He had owned a key before, but Anastasia had retrieved it, so he could only knock on the door.

Anastasia was in the bedroom, intently watching Oliver repair her computer. She frowned a little when she heard the knock on the door. Who could possibly visit me at this ungodly hour?

Could it be a worker coming to check the gas meter? There was a notice stuck on her door in the afternoon, after all. Anastasia didn’t think twice, believing that it must be the worker. She walked over to the door and reached out to open it, only to be stunned right on the spot as she recognized the man standing under the light.

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