NovelEnglishChapter 379 There Is No Future Between Us “Grandma, | won't forgive Riley so easily. I'll make him pay a steep price for what he’s done.” Elliot clenched his fists. After all, he was also the murderer who killed Anastasia’s mother.
“Elliot, your parents died because of him too. Don’t hold back and be sure to make him pay!” There was an apparent hatred in Harriet's eyes. She also hated her husband for fathering this illegitimate son, who almost drove the descendants of the Presgraves to ruin.
Elliot stood on the balcony on the third floor of the Presgrave Residence. He had more or less pieced together the incident that happened so long ago. Still, it didn’t change anything.
Anastasia’s mother had died because of him, and this was the unchangeable truth.
He picked up his phone and got close to dialing Anastasia’s number a few times. In the end, he finally took a deep breath and dialed it firmly.
If there was anything in his life he would risk everything to fight for, it was this woman.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt didn’t matter if she hated him, for he would still love her no matter what.
After lunch, Anastasia spent twith her son. Her son was in her arms as they watched cartoons on the couch. Just then, her phone rang.
She lifted the phone to look at the screen, realizing it was a call from Elliot. As such, she went to her room to answer the call.
“What's up?” Her voice was calm and nonchalant.
“Anastasia, I've asked my grandma about it. Riley wasn't telling the truth. My grandma did call the mayor, but she never threatened him with the stock market crash. The stock market was already crashing by then, and the mayor needed my grandma to save the stock market. Coincidentally, | was kidnapped on the very sday. My grandma was very anxious at the tand couldn’t focus on saving the stock market, so the mayor promised her that he would rescue me... Still, | know saying all this won't change anything.” Elliot's voice was especially dim with guilt and remorse.
“Alright, | believe you, and | believe your grandma didn't do it,” Anastasia said. “However, | don’t want to get involved with the Presgraves from now on. Just leavealone.” “You don’t want to seeto that extent?” The man sounded a little pitiful.
“That's right.” “What if | want to see you?” “You can just bear with it or forget about me,” Anastasia said rather cruelly.
“I can’t bear with it, nor can | forget about you.” “Elliot, don’t do this to me. Why can't you see things from my perspective and be more considerate of me? If you truly love me, then you should respect my decision.” “Do you not want to seefor now, or forever?” Elliot couldn't help but probe further.
The question seemed to have struck a chord deep within Anastasia’s soul.
“There is no future between us, and | will forget about you.” With that, Anastasia hung up.
She didn’t know when her tears began pooling in her eyes.
As he stood on the balcony at the Presgrave Residence, Elliot's heart was a mess.
His emotions were heavy like never before. If he failed while doing business, he would still have another chance to try again. He had the confidence to succeed in most things, but convincing Anastasia to stay was more difficult than any problem he had faced before.
Nonetheless, he knew that he was willing to wait, even if he had to spend his whole life waiting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe would spend his entire life repaying everything he owed her in his own way.
The weekend flew by, and Anastasia was called to the police station on Monday to make a statement. After that, she arrived at her father’s company at around 10.00AM.
As soon as she arrived at the office, she saw a face she didn’t want to see—Erica’s.
Erica crossed her arms and looked at Anastasia gleefully. “Dad mentioned that you're working at his company now. Sorry, I'm working here as well.” “No one’s stopping you.” Anastasia just hoped that Erica wouldn't cause trouble for their father.
“I see that I'm not welchere! In that case, I'll chere as often as | can. From now on, | will own the sthings you own.
| won't allow Dad to be biased anymore.” Erica snorted as she spoke.
Francis was away at the time, and he still hadn’t returned. Just then, Alex opened the door and walked in to see both women in the office. He was stunned for a moment. Not daring to offend either side, he greeted, “Miss Anastasia, Miss Erica.” “What do you mean by greetingonly after her? Am | inferior in your eyes?” Erica instantly flew into a rage.
In truth, Alex was extremely disgusted by Erica. To him, she was no more than garbage.
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