Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman ) novel Chapter 779

My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 779

Elliot answered the call. “Hello?”

“Hello, is this Mr. Elliot Presgrave?”

“Speaking. To whom am I speaking?” Elliot asked courteously.

After introducing himself, the caller then brought a piece of news that surprised Elliot. Artie‘s getting married this Saturday?! 

“Alright, I‘ll definitely be there.” At that, Elliot couldn‘t help asking, “Pardon me for asking, but may I know the name of the bride?”

“She is Miss Emily Jennings, the daughter of the Weiss Family‘s prominent biologist.”

“Alright, please tell Arthur I said hi.” Elliot waited until the caller replied before hanging up, then entered the elevator with his phone in his hand.

I thought Sophia would surely be his wife, but to think that he‘ll be marrying someone else. This sure is unexpected. 

Meanwhile, in Bourgeois, Anastasia began sorting out the documents piled up on her desk soon after her meeting ended. While she was preoccupied, a knock came at the door.

“Come in,” she said.

When she realized the person behind the door was her beloved and not Grace, Anastasia couldn‘t help propping her chin up with a beam. Then, she looked at him with adoration. “What brings you here?”

On the other hand, Elliot removed his suit jacket, put it on the couch, then went behind her to massage her shoulders, helping her relax her muscles. Anastasia leaned partially against him while enjoying it, taking in her beloved‘s love and care.

“I got a call from Artie‘s family informing me to attend his wedding this coming Saturday,” Elliot mentioned the call he got earlier.

“So soon?” Anastasia looked up at him with surprise.

However, a hint of resignation laced Elliot‘s voice. “Sophia‘s not the bride.”

Anastasia‘s smile froze in an instant. Disbelief very quickly enveloped her face as she thought, How is it not Sophia?! They‘re so in love! 

“How sad would it be of her if she‘s kept in the dark while still hoping that Arthur would come around?!” Anastasia bit her lower lip and made a decision. “I‘m going to tell her about it.”

“Since I‘m going to comfort her, I‘ll go over to her place. Pick Jared up, will you? I’ll come home a little later,” Anastasia said to Elliot.

He didn‘t say no to it, for he couldn‘t defend his brother from another mother too much on this, lest he really wanted to piss his wife off.

Anastasia took Grace with her, and on the road, the latter called Sophia asking where she was and if they could meet up.

Sophia and Grace were on good terms as well, so the former said she was at home and later sent her address over.

“We‘re just around the corner, Sophia. Why don‘t you come down? We‘ll talk at a nearby cafe.”

Sophia agreed happily, and it wasn‘t until she came out of her apartment complex and entered the domineering black sedan that she realized Anastasia was joining as well. “Anastasia, I didn‘t expect to see you too!”

Seeing there wasn‘t a hint of sadness in Sophia, Anastasia immediately knew this girl was still clueless about Arthur‘s upcoming wedding.