My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 111

Chapter 111
After the dishes were served, most of the staff members started drinking. They were all relatively young, so they were prepared to get drunk that night-some of them had even hired personal drivers. “Cheers, Anastasia!” One of the male designers sitting opposite Anastasia stood up.
“Sure. Thank you.” Anastasia held her glass up. She hadn’t expected all of the other people to clink glasses with her, but everyone was in a good mood that night, and they quickly turned Anastasia into their target for drinking. “More beer for Anastasia!” someone cried.
“You have to drink with us, Anastasia! At least one sip!” another cried.
“Everyone else clinked glasses with you, Anastasia. I’d feel bad if I didn’t do it. Here, cheers!” another one said.
Anastasia had only arrived at the company a while ago, so she felt pressured to go along with everyone, especially since most of the staff there were seniors. She lost count of the number of beers she had by the time she clinked glasses with everyone. “Alright, stop. Anastasia has to go home to care for her kid, guys!” Felicia finally spoke up.
Everyone calmed down a little after that. Anastasia had already downed a few glasses even before she got a chance to eat her meal, and she pressed her palm against her forehead as she felt herself getting tipsy. “Are you okay, Anastasia?” someone asked.

“I’m feeling a little dizzy, so I might need to stop for a while.” Anastasia waved her hand before she lowered her head and held her palms up to make a surrendering gesture. Right then, Felicia’s phone began to ring. She only took one glance at the caller ID before she instantly picked the call up. “Hello, President Presgrave.”
“Are you guys eating now? Is Anastasia there?” the man asked in a deep voice.
“Of course she’s here. This dinner is meant to be a celebration for her. Would you like to join us, President Presgrave?” Felicia asked with a smile.
“No, thanks.” Elliot was just asking.
“The rest of them got Anastasia to drink quite a bit, so she’s rather tipsy now. I think I might have to send her home in a while,” Felicia explained.
“She’s drunk?” There was a hint of anxiousness in Elliot’s voice.
“Are you free to pick her up, President Presgrave?” Felicia asked.
“Sure. Send me your location,” he ordered.
“Alright!” Felicia sent Elliot her location right after ending the call. When she turned to gaze at Anastasia, who was sitting near the drinks, a hint of jealousy surfaced in her gaze. Felicia could tell that Elliot truly cared about Anastasia after speaking to him on the phone. Yet, Anastasia didn’t know a single thing about this-she was resting her chin on her palm while watching two other male staff play drinking games.
“You should eat a little more, Anastasia. I’ll get you home in a while,” Felicia said. Anastasia
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