Chapter 537

Her phone suddenly rang, pulling her from her thoughts.
It was Logan, giving her a brief report. “Miss Stella is pestering Mr. Lancaster to take her out.”
Anastasia raised an eyebrow. “Alright, I’ve got it.”
She hung up and immediately called Harrison. Whatever Stella was planning, she would nip it in the bud.
When the call connected, she whined sweetly, “Hubby, can you come pick me up?”
“Of course,” Harrison replied.
***
At Rosewood Manor.
Stella felt she was on the verge of convincing her uncle to go out with her when he took a call. The moment he hung up, he stood and instructed, “Get the car ready. I’m picking up my wife.”
He grabbed his coat and headed for the door without a backward glance.
Stella was dumbfounded. “Uncle Harrison, where are you going?!”
“To pick up your aunt,” he said, his tall, imposing figure already disappearing outside.
Stella was furious, punching the sofa cushion in frustration.
*It’s like that vixen is doing this on purpose!*
An hour later, Anastasia walked in, arm in arm with Harrison.
Stella immediately rushed over. “Uncle Harrison!” She shot a glare at Anastasia before turning back to him with a pout. “Please, just go out with me once
Before Harrison could respond, Anastasia tightened her grip on his arm and said in a soft, delicate voice, “Hubby, my feet hurt.”
Harrison’s brow furrowed at once, his full attention shifting to her. “What’s wrong with your feet?”
Anastasia looked up at him innocently. “I think I was standing for too long at the office today. They’re really sore.”
Stella scoffed and rolled her eyes. *Does she really think such a cheap trick will work on my Uncle Harrison? Pathetic.*
“Let’s go upstairs. I’ll rub them for you,” Harrison said without a moment’s hesitation, sweeping her up into his arms.
A triumphant smile graced Anastasia’s lips. Draped over his shoulder, she shot a provocative smirk at the dumbfounded Stella.
Stella’s eyes widened. She turned to Logan. “She… she must have cast some kind of spell on him, right?!”
In the past, when women tried to act cute around him, Uncle Harrison wouldn’t even give them the time of day.
Logan’s expression was perfectly calm. “What’s so strange about this? It seems perfectly normal to me.”
Harrison carried Anastasia back to their
her droom. The moment he set
her down, she landed gracefully on her feet, all pain miraculously gone Updates are released by ~net
Harrison wasn’t surprised. He wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her and
pinched her cheek. “What was that all about, hm?”
Anastasia hugged him tightly and huffed, her voice full of suspicion and possessiveness. “You are not allowed to go out with Stella!”
Harrison’s expression was unreadable. “Why not?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Anastasia said. “She’s trying to set you up with that Ms. Lawson. Who knows what kind
of trouble she’ll stir up between us? You can’t go out with her!”
Seeing her on high alert, a corner of Harrison’s mouth lifted. He brushed his thumb across her soft cheek. “Does Ana mot trust my feelings for you? you really think she could
ruin that with a few petty tricks?”
Despite his words, he agreed. “Alright. I won’t go out with her.” He leaned in and
kissed her lips, his affection and indulgence clear.
Only then was Anastasia satisfied, a smug smile gracing her face.
Suddenly, her feet left the floor as he pushed her back onto the nearby sofa.