NovelEnglishErica was stunned. For whom did Alex withdraw the 40,000? Not only that, but it pained her that he had withdrawn such a large amount at one go. However, recalling that he needed the money urgently to feast the clients or something, she had no choice but to suppress her displeasure.
Unbeknownst to her, however, the 40,000 was delivered to Hayley’s hands as soon as it was withdrawn by Alex. Seeing the stack of notes on the desk, she hugged Alex happily, “Alex, thank you for always havingon your mind.” Alex replied, “I can't let you suffer, after all.” He was really in love with Hayley, whose gentleness and adoration for him made him feel needed. Furthermore, he liked her pretty looks. Her features, which somewhat resembled Anastasia’s, often fascinated him..
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeanwhile, Erica drove back to her hwhen she suddenly saw the man from last time-her biological father-standing by the wall next to the gate. Startled, she immediately got out of her car. ‘What are you doing here? Who gave you the permission to show up here? She showed no respect for him, as if chasing a beggar away.
However, the man asked her for money right away as her father. “Erica, | need more money. Your dad is short of cash here.” Erica was filled with disgust. She replied with a sneer, “Who told you that you're my dad? Get out of my face! | don’t want to see you at all! How could you askfor money again after | gave you over 10,000 just a few days ago? Are you takingfor an ATM machine?” However, the man had found out about the Tillman Family's background. “How could you have no money? Francis Tillman is rich; he’s got a big company and owns assets of over a billion! What about your mom?” At this very moment, Erica hated Naomi somewhat. Why would the latter choose such a low-class man to be her father? He was nothing but a useless good-for nothing. “That's the Tillman Family’s money. What does it have to do with you.
“You're the Tillman Family's second daughter, so you definitely have money. | don’t need much, Erica. Just giveanother 20,000, and | promise | won’t show up again!” Upon hearing that, Erica immediately believed him. “Really? You won't show up again?” “You're my daughter. Now that you're doing well, I'm glad about it. | won't show up and disturb you and your mother.” Erica happened to have 20,000 in her bag, which she had just withdrawn from her bank account. Upon hearing his words, she took out her bag and produced a stack of notes from it before handing it to him. “Hide as far away as possible, and don't letsee you again.” The man’s face lit up with pleasure as he took the money. “Sure.” Upon seeing this, however, Erica felt even more disgusted. She even found herself dirty for having the man’s blood running in her veins. How she wished she were Francis’ daughter, just like Anastasia! However, as long as no one uncovered her parentage, she would still be Francis second daughter and the second young lady of the Tillman Family. Inwardly, she was determined to keep this a secret for life.
However, she didn't know that her parentage was no longer a secret. Mrs.
Gamer, the servant of her home, had learned about it.
Meanwhile, at the Presgrave Hospital, Anastasia learned of another piece of good news that night. Francis’ brain waves had begun to show a response. The response wasn't strong, but this was nonetheless a piece of great news. It meant that Francis might regain consciousness.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs a result, the boulder weighing on her chest began to cloose. She believed that Francis would definitely wake up, upon which the story about his will would fall apart. All of those who attempted to steal the Tillman Family's wealth would never get away with it.
It was already well past midnight, but Anastasia was sleepless with excitement, so she coutside Francis’ ward again and sat down. After sitting there for a while, she saw Elliot coming over with a jacket in his arms and a glass of water in his hand.
Both the glass of water and the jacket. were intended for her. Her heart warmed as she held the glass of water with both hands and smiled with the jacket that was full of his scent draped over her shoulders. “Why are you still awake?” Elliot sat beside her, keeping her company. “I'm sleepless like you. I'm very happy, too.” “But you've got tons of work awaiting you tomorrow, whereas | can be lazy and sleep,” Anastasia replied, feeling sorry for him.
Elliot leaned slightly closer to her with an intense look in his eyes. “I can’t sleep unless you're sleeping within my arms,”
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