My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 662

’I want to take charge of Bourgeois," Anastasia said as she looked up at Elliot. Francis initially wanted her to continue managing Tillman Constructions, but she had no interest whatsoever in building materials, so he decided that he would hand the business over to Elliot after retirement.

"Alright, then. You'll be the commander-in-chief for Bourgeois from tomorrow onward." Elliot said. He couldn’t care less about profit margins and operating costs as long as his wife could amuse herself. He would always be there as a safety net for her.

Warmth surged through Anastasia when she heard this, but before she could thank him. he added, "Go and do whatever you like. Don’t you worry about a thing, because I'm always going to be here to catch you when you fall, okay?"

In that quiet room. Elliot's tender love and indulgence for Anastasia seemed audible in his words. He sounded firm and assuring, making her heart skip a beat. Upon hearing the solemn promise underlying his bold statement, she felt like she was in the safest harbor, protected by some great, universal force.

She could do whatever she liked, and if she messed things up. he would always be there to help her gel through it. She did not need to worry about a thing, because he was the fort that would keep her shielded from the brutal consequences of failure.

That said. Anastasia knew taking over Bourgeois was not just a game she decided to play on a whim. Now that she had voiced out her desire to run it, she would have to make her words count and show him she was not just doing it out of fun.

She had a duty to be a belter version of herself, because how else would she live up to the name of being Elliot's wife?

binge-watching several episodes of a new hit drama through the night. She got out of bed and padded out of her room

softly. She was staying on the third floor while Arthur and Emily were resting on the

low hum of the refrigerator. She thought a cold drink was suitable in light

cold and crisp voice spoke up behind her. "What arc you doing up in the middle of

head against the door of the

s sake, you had me half-scared to death!" she snapped, rubbing the sore spot on her head as she

He was a head taller than her, and he was here to get a drink as well. The refrigerator light cast a warm

fingertips could barely brush it. She was just about to give up when a large hand easily grabbed it and handed it to her. As she look over the milk, she

He was peering into

He looked breathtaking.

staring at him, and he looked down with narrowed eyes

Oh, uh, nothing," Sophia muttered

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