Chapter 8

As Anastasia was leaving work, she ran into her secretary.

“See you next week, Miss Angel,” the secretary said.

“Bye, Justin,” Anastasia responded with a smile on her face.

It has been a month since Anastasia spent a night with Mahlon, and he has gone quiet with her.

She keeps seeing him on TV doing interviews, but he has not spoken to her for a month or made any effort to contact her, which was weird to her. The engagement day is slowly approaching. As she made her way out of her workplace, she saw a black Rolls-Royce parked outside. The car looked familiar, but one thing she was sure of was that it was not Mahlon’s car. She was about to pass it when the driver’s seat door opened. She went into a stupor; she couldn’t believe who just came out of the car. She looked at the man who was slowly approaching her with a smile on his face. “Gilbert Green—what is he doing here?” she murmured to herself.

“Hello, Miss Angel!”

“Hello, Mr. Green,” they greete