Chapter 279 He Appeared
“For my birthday? When did I invite him? I don’t want to see him here. Chase him away.” Harriet’s
expression was solemn. “If you can’t, ask Elliot to handle him.”
After her words, she ended the call and sighed. “Some things could never be forgiven.”
“It appears that the Second Master has not yet given up, Old Madam Presgrave.”
“Well, the Presgrave Family has nothing to do with him, whether he gives up or not.” She then smiled
gently and said to Jared, who was standing next to her. “Jared, I hope I didn’t scare you. Someone I
dislike called, which is why I was so stern.”
“Get him some fruits he likes.” She then instructed Anna before returning her attention to Anastasia and
saying, “Have a seat, Anastasia. Let’s have a chat.”
The moment she sat down, Harriet candidly asked, without taking her as an outsider. “Do you know who
the person that I said I hate was?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnastasia’s head shook. “I’m unfamiliar with the Presgraves.” She assumed Elliot’s rage this morning
was also because of the same person.
“He is Riley Presgrave, my husband’s illegitimate son who’s supposed to be Elliot’s uncle. He had
previously secretly sold off the company shares, which I eventually discovered. My son and daughter-in-
law went abroad to handle this matter, and the helicopter they took crashed, killing them both.” Harriet
calmly revealed this tragic past. However unacceptable this incident was to her, twenty years had
passed.
Hearing that, Anastasia was shocked. This was why Elliot had lost his parents when he was young? The
call this morning… It must be related to this person too! Otherwise, he wouldn’t be that furious.
“Elliot hates him. Though he was part of the Presgrave Family, all of us had chased him abroad more
than twenty years ago. I know he has returned now, hoping to gain some advantage from me since it’s
my birthday. Well, I never want to see him for the rest of my life!” Harriet’s eyes were filled with hatred as
she spoke.
“Don’t be angry, Old Madam Presgrave. Elliot will stop him,” Anastasia comforted her by saying.
“Anastasia, Elliot is the main pillar of our Presgrave Family now. I’ve aged, but he’s still unmarried. I
really fear that I may not make it to his wedding.” Harriet heaved a sigh as she looked at Anastasia.
That made Anastasia’s chest tighten, and she immediately lowered her head. She knew fully well what
Harriet was implying.
“You’re the only one I’d like to have as a granddaughter-in-law. None of the others satisfy me. Just like
Hayley, I don’t like her. She seemed to be scheming.” Harriet treated Anastasia as if she were her own
family, telling her everything.
However, Anastasia felt pressed because the thought of marrying Elliot had never occurred to her!
“You’re the best for him,” Harriet continued.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnastasia was stumped for words. Of course, she wasn’t the best choice for him. She, too, had many
flaws; it was just that she didn’t show them.
“I’m aware of what happened between Elliot and Hayley previously. Elliot was duped; he did not mean it.
He was still young and inexperienced five years ago. Please forgive him!” Harriet tried to speak on behalf
of Elliot.
Unsure of what to say, Anastasia could only purse her lips and maintain her smile.
“Isn’t it fate that Jared looks exactly like Elliot? They are truly two peas in a pod. I almost thought I’d gone
back in time to when Elliot was still a child!” Harriet continued lovingly.
Anastasia had no idea why Jared and Elliot resembled each other, but she knew Jared’s biological father
was just a random man in the club who sold his body for money.
“Do consider Elliot, Anastasia. I can assure you that he’s a nice person. Apart from the wrong he did to
Hayley, he had no other flaws.” Earnestly, Harriet said to Anastasia, as if no other woman would marry
him.
But Harriet’s words stirred up mixed emotions in Anastasia’s heart and made her feel pressed. She did
not want to be compelled to date anyone. Even if Elliot was the ideal man thousands of women dreamed
of, she hoped she could get along with him in her own way.