Chapter 90 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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“Nigel?” Anastasia couldn’t help but stare at him dumbfoundedly. Nigel gave her a boyish smile as he held the passenger’s door open before pulling out a bouquet of roses and handing it to her. “Here. It’s for you.”

“Why are you giving me these flowers?” she asked in a rather clueless voice while she took the bouquet from him.

“Do you like them?” He gazed at her longingly. “Let’s have dinner tonight!”

“Tonight? Um… Okay!” Right after Anastasia finished her words, she intentionally turned to glance at the luxury car with its oppressive presence. Nigel turned and pretended that he had only just noticed the car. He smirked before walking over to greet the person inside.

The car window went down, and Elliot turned to meet gazes with the other man. “Are you done with work, Elliot?” Nigel greeted him before changing the topic intentionally. “I’m here to pick Anastasia up for dinner. We’ll leave now.” With that said, Nigel walked back to Anastasia before he put an arm over her shoulder in a practiced manner. He opened the passenger’s door, and his body leaned close to hers as he helped her into the car.

Anastasia sat in his passenger seat with the bouquet of flowers still in her hand. Once Nigel got in, he stepped on the accelerator and sped off. Nigel’s plan had been to drop by to snatch the woman away from Elliot, and he was surprised that his plan had actually worked.

Elliot’s black car slowly made its way out of its parking spot. The tinted glasses made it impossible for anyone to look through the windows, so no one knew the expression that Elliot wore on his face as he drove off. However, after the black Rolls-Royce drove for a while more, it sped up and weaved between cars on the road as if the driver was raging.

Meanwhile, Anastasia felt an odd sense of relief as she sat in Nigel’s car. Now that Elliot knows I’m having dinner with Nigel, I’ll have a reason not to buy him dinner. She pulled her phone out to drop the man a text. ‘I don’t have time to buy you dinner tonight. You can eat on your own!’

“How have you been?” Nigel asked.

“Not too bad!” she uttered while rubbing her brow.

“I’ve decided to rent an office building near your workplace, Anastasia. I’ll be moving my office over, so we’ll be really close to each other in the future,” he said.

“Are you renting an entire office just to be closer to me? Do you have too much money to spare?” Anastasia let out an amused laugh.

“That’s not the whole story. I don’t like my father’s office—it’s a little too old-fashioned for me. So, I figured I’d renovate a whole new space for myself. Then, for the sake of being able to have lunch with you, I decided that I would pick a place nearer to you!” Nigel had made up his mind to give it his all in chasing after Anastasia.

“A regular woman like me can never understand what rich people like you think,” she muttered flatly.

“Come on. Let’s pick Jared up before we go for dinner.” Nigel had already been driving in the direction of the kindergarten. While Anastasia went down to pick the little kid up, Nigel waited at the front gates. Soon enough, all three of them went to a restaurant nearby for dinner.

Anastasia stole a look at her phone to see that Elliot hadn’t responded to her—she wasn’t even sure if he had seen her text. After dinner, Nigel brought Jared to shop for presents as usual. Anastasia knew better than to stop Nigel from doing such things. As Nigel held Jared in his hand, it seemed like Nigel was an uncle who was bringing his nephew around. Nigel was a little too young to seem like he was a father.

After they were done at the mall, Nigel sent them to the entrance of their residential area. When he recalled how Anastasia and Elliot had brought groceries back home earlier that day, he decided that he wanted to visit Anastasia’s house too.

“Can I go to your place for a while? I need some water,” he said.

“There’s a convenience store just there,” she replied while pointing in a direction.

Nigel couldn’t care less about the convenience store. “I want to drink it in your house.”

She smiled. “Okay! Let’s go, then!” It was Nigel’s first time in Anastasia’s new house, and he looked all over the place as if he were searching for some sort of clue or evidence.

“What are you looking for?” Anastasia asked as she handed him a glass of water.

“This is just a reminder, Anastasia, but you shouldn’t bring random men back to your place! You’re a girl, so you need to ensure that others don’t take advantage of you,” he said.

Anastasia’s smile stiffened for a few seconds before she let out a light cough. “Of course I know that.”

“Anyway, you shouldn’t trust any other guys apart from me.” Nigel was tempted to just state Elliot’s name explicitly.

“I got it.” Anastasia nodded. Right then, Jared accidentally knocked into her bag on the couch, and a bunch of things fell out. Among the items were her keys, her lipstick, and an invitation card.

Nigel’s sharp eyes immediately caught sight of it, and he picked it up. “Did you receive my grandmother’s invitation as well? My grandmother’s the one who is hosting this charity dinner.”

“Oh! Yeah.” Anastasia pressed her lips together into a smile. She didn’t want to mention that her mom had once saved Elliot. Nigel was elated to hear this, and he quickly gave her a reminder. “You have to come! I’ll be there too, and I can introduce you to my mom and dad.”

“Okay!” Anastasia nodded thoughtfully. She had already told Harriet that she would be there, so she had to attend the dinner. “Oh, by the way, I’ll prepare an evening gown for you,” he offered.

“It’s fine.” Anastasia immediately rejected him. But Nigel didn’t want to be rejected, so he continued insisting on his wishes. “I’ll show you how good my taste is! Trust me. I’m leaving now.”