Chapter 138
Leah curled her lips into an icy smirk. “I’ve asked around about you before coming here today, Anastasia. You’re just a regular jewelry designer and a single mother. You’ll never be able to earn 10 million even if you worked for the rest of your life.”
“Well, I’m not a money-minded person. You need to stop using your wealth to shame others. Take your money with you! If you like Nigel, that’s between you and him. Don’t drag me into. this.” Anastasia stood up as she didn’t want the other woman to look down on her.
Leah frowned as she took a good look at Anastasia. Although Anastasia was dressed in her work outfit, she still looked extremely pretty and youthful. She had the typical sexy but innocent look that most men fancied.
“I heard that you saved Nigel in the past, which is why I’m being relatively nice to you. However, I also want you to know that Nigel’s parents and mine have already made plans to matchmake Nigel and me. You won’t be able to stop us, so you should just step back for your own good.” A confident look surfaced in Leah’s eyes as she spread her red lips into a scornful smirk.
Anastasia wasn’t sure if what Leah was doing was considered nice since Leah had used her money to shame her the moment Leah entered her room. She was mocking me from the moment she walked in. Even if I don’t get married to Nigel, I wouldn’t want him to marry a woman like her, Anastasia thought.
“I’m sorry, but I’m really busy, Miss Hart. You can leave now if you have nothing else to say.” Anastasia didn’t want to waste time with her as there wasn’t a point in doing so.
“You…” Leah felt anger boiling in her. Why isn’t Anastasia taking this seriously? Isn’t my wealth and status enough to make her afraid of me?
“How rich and powerful you are is your business, Miss Hart. I believe in a society governed by laws where all people are equal. You’re not above nor below me, so you have no right to use your money to mess with my life.” Anastasia made a firm statement.
Leah was speechless once more. “You… You must have lived under a rock this whole time, Anastasia. That’s not how the world runs.”
Anastasia’s expression darkened once more. “If you wish to talk about how smart you are, please do it somewhere else. Stop disturbing my work.”
Shame spread across Leah’s face. She didn’t know how to deal with Anastasia since Anastasia didn’t seem threatened by her at all. “Leave Nigel, or I’ll do something bad to you.” Leah pressed her hands on the table as she gave Anastasia a malicious glare.
Anastasia wasn’t afraid and simply stood up to speak to her from the same eye level. “You seem pretty confident, Miss Hart. Why don’t you tell me once you win Nigel’s heart? You seem pretty confident, anyway. There’s no point in threatening me now.”
“You…” Leah’s face turned red as Anastasia walked to the door and opened it for her. “Here you go, Miss Hart.”
Leah glared at Anastasia once more before she charged out and slammed the door behind her.
Anastasia let out a long sigh-she finally understood what Elliot meant when they last spoke at the dinner party. Elliot had told her to stay away from Nigel, as he had said that she would offend other people if she didn’t do so. It seems like I just offended one of those people. Why did I go to that party at all? None of this would happen if I didn’t go to the event.
Anastasia had just returned to her seat when her phone rang. It was a call from her father. “Hey, Dad.”
“Are you free, Anastasia? I want you to go somewhere with me,” Francis said.
“Is it something important, Dad?”
“Um, it’ll be helpful when you manage a company in the future. I’m reaching your office in a while. You should take the rest of the day off and come with me!” he ordered firmly.
“But Dad, I.” she protested.
“This is a good opportunity, Anastasia. I don’t want you to miss out on this. Come down!” he said. again.
She took a look at the time. It was 2.50PM, and she had just sent her drafts to Felicia, so she didn’t have much left to do. Eventually, she gave Felicia a call. “I’d like to take the rest of the day off, Felicia.”
After applying for her half-day off, she grabbed her bag and headed downstairs.
Meanwhile, Rey looked at the man who was screening through documents in the president’s office. “President Presgrave, Mr. Lehmann took over the presidential role this time, but he seems to have his own contact when it comes to building materials. I think you might need to go there to greet them on your own.”
