Dumped Today Married Tomorrow: My Overnight Wedding to a Tycoon novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56

The next morning, by the time Cassian get up, Anastasia had already made breakfast

Seeing him emerge from the bestrooms, Anastasia smiled. “Come est. You were pretty hammered last night, so I made some oatmeal this morning he easier in your stomach.”

Cassian looked geminely touched. “Sorry for being such a mess.

“Don’t even worry about it. Anastasia served him a hmel and set it in front of him

Cassian looked at the oatmeal–it was perfectly creamy and smooth, clearly slow cooked with care for a long time.

He felt geninely moved by the thightful ge

Cassian sat down and started eating with his usual refined manner.

To go with the oatmeal, Anastasia had also made some littered toast and perfectly scrambled eggs

Cassianate with obvious enjoyment.

That put Anastasia’s mind at ease.

After breakfast, Cassian said, “I’ll have the driver drop you off at work today. I’m flying out for business–should be back in two or three days.”

Anastasia looked surprised, then quickly said, “That’s totally fine, I can just grahan Uber.”

“It’s no big deal. Philips is picking me up for the airport anyway.” Cassian explained.

Everything was happening pretty fast.

Cassian gave her a quick rundown, tossed a couple suits in his garment bag, and headed out,

At the office, Anastasia officially dove into her new role.

The company had assigned her an assistant named Sharlene. “Ms. Kingsley, if you have any questions about anything, just let me know.”

© Anastasia similed. “Thanks, Tappreciate that. I’m going to check my emads first-

Usually Barbara would send work assignments through email

“Perfect Sharlene left her to get settled in

Anastasia got down to business

Around lunchtime, Anastasia’s phone buzzed–it was Sharpson calling.

Her first instinct was to decline,

But she knew her father well enough to know he’d just keep calling until she picked up.

Finally she answered.

“What’s up?” Anastasia’s tone was completely flat.

your

father, not sove stranger.” Sharpson’s commanding voice came through.

past the

“Sorry, but I’m way p

age where I need paternal guidance,” Anastasia had zero merest in charchat.

(botter be there.” Sharpson cut straight to business

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“Ungrateful bratt This weekend is your grandanother’s 80th birthday party

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Grandma Sheila had always d

ys doted on Anastasia, so the genuinely loved the old woman.

Hist at her age. Grandma had gotten deeply into meditation and spirituality, to the usually lived at an upstate retreat center

She only came back to the city for major reassen like her birthday.

Anastasia froze. Grandma’s birthday?

Park, how had she completely spaced on something that important?

“Yeah, okay. I’ll be there,” Anastasia replied evenly.

Even though she couldis’t stand the rest of the family, Grandma had always been amazing to her.

When Sharpson had his affair and brought Whitney into their home, Grandma Sheila had been absolutely livid–nearly had a stroke over it

But Sharpson was completely obsessed, like Whitney had cast some kind of spell on him.

After Sheila Paige left with Anastasia, Grandma had also basically checked out of family life, throwing herself into her spiritual practices.

She rarely came home because she couldn’t bear to watch

ch Sharpson and Whitney playing house,

After hanging up, thinking about Grandma’s party, Anastasia knew she couldn’t show up empty handed.

She immediately called someone. “Hey Ronan, I need you to source something really special for my grandmother’s 80th birthday.”

The party would definitely be crawling with Manhattan’s elite, so Anastasia couldn’t afford to look cheap or give people ammunition to gossip about

her.

Konan was a kid Anastasia had helped years ago. He was now in his early twenties, and since he’d been a pameless street kid when she found him. Anastasia had given him the surname Kingsley and the name Ronan,

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