Alex, who was enjoying the show on the side, sneered inwardly. Elliot’s dream of marrying Anastasia might as well be flushed down the drain now.

As long as Francis remained unconscious. Anastasia would not be able to marry with a peace of mind, which meant that Elliot could not be the son-in-law of the Tillman Family anytime soon.

“Are you done? Can’t you see that she’s already stressed out? What else do you want?” Elliot stared at Naomi and Erica with a cold gaze.

“Young Master Elliot, I’m sorry but Anastasia belongs to our family. I’m afraid that her engagement will be off,” Naomi stated boldly.

“This matter is up to us to decide. You don’t have the right to intervene.” Elliot glanced at her coldly, not bothering to save any respect for her.

Naomi choked in surprise and looked at Anastasia. “Your father is in serious condition now. You can’t get engaged without his presence!”

long as Anastasia was not engaged, Elliot was not the son-in-law of the Tillman Family. Despite how powerful he was, he could not interfere in the affairs

up at him and inquired, “Can I arrange for my dad to be

already had that plan in mind. Presgrave Hospital had state-of-the-art medical equipment and technology, so it was more likely

arrangement right now.” Elliot

heard that, her expression fell and she immediately stopped them. “Your dad has just

be helpful for Dad’s treatment.” Of course, she assumed that Naomi also

don’t believe in any hoax of better technology. I just don’t want my husband to suffer again. He’s

a grudge against me, but Dad’s health is more important now.” Anastasia was furious because Naomi insisted on

mother. “Dad is still weak now. Why do you have to torment him?

mother and daughter insisted on not transferring Francis to another hospital, Anastasia could only hold back temporarily. Nodding as she compromised and said, “Okay, I will let Dad stay here tonight. We’ll see how his condition is and

to visit for ten minutes as the representative. She sat in front of Francis’ hospital bed and looked at his lifeless and pale face. She muttered coldly in her

through the glass window. During dinner, her father was still happily drinking and talking to her, yet. now, he was lying in the cold ward

that I have arranged for a

eyes. At a

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