Chapter 278
Anastasia said casually, âYeah, the perks at Elysian Technologies are top-notch. My husband tells me that theyâre bumping up his pay again because heâs been killing it at work. That means we can chill a bit more, save some dough and our kid wonât have any trouble going to school in the future.â
As she talked about this, a hopeful and happy look spread across Anastasiaâs face. More income meant more happiness. Most of the troubles in life came from money troubles. Anastasia and Herman were sitting pretty with a three-bedroom apartment and good salaries. She was stoked about the future.
Christine, seeing the smile on Anastasiaâs face, chimed in with a grin, âTrue that, contentment often brings joy.â
Anastasiaâs smile was infectious. Seeing how easily satisfied she was, Christine finally got why the big cheese of the Salstrom family chose plain Jane Anastasia.
Anastasia agreed, âYouâre spot on. Contentment does bring joy. Pattieâs almost five now, and sheâll start first grade next year. Since she hasnât been to school yet, sheâs a bit behind her peers. Iâm worried she wonât be able to keep up. Iâm thinking about getting her into a prep class.â
Anastasia was planning out her childâs future, and genuinely concerned for her family.
Christine asked, âAnastasia, have you ever thought about having a child of your own with your husband?â
Caught off guard, Anastasia didnât know how to respond. She and Herman couldnât have children, so that was a no-go. But she couldnât say that out loud. She laughed and said, âLetâs just go with the flow, Ms. Christine. Do we have any clients this afternoon?â Anastasia quickly changed the subject.
âYep, we do,â Christine said. âIâll go over the work for the past two months. Once youâre caught up, you wonât feel at a loss.â
âThanks, Ms. Christine,â Anastasia said sincerely. âEver since you returned to AL Jewelry, the people from the design team have been very obedient.â
âYour accident was no secret in the department. The instigators have been punished. Who would dare go against you now?â Christine said. âEveryone is looking forward to your return.â
Anastasia didnât buy that. She knew Christine was just trying to comfort her. It was Christineâs doing that the design team was behaving. Christine was an old-timer at AL Jewelry and had clout. Her endorsement earned Anastasia respect at the company.
Anastasia was almost done eating and was about to clear her tray when she saw Harmon walking over with his toolbox. Like this morning, the way he looked at her was weird. Anastasia suddenly felt anxious. Then, someone outside the cafeteria called for Harmon, âHarmon, hurry up and fix the toilet. Itâs clogged again.â
Harmon turned away, toolbox in hand, and walked past Anastasia towards the door. Once Harmon was out of sight, Anastasia breathed a sigh of relief.
Christine asked, âAnastasia, whatâs wrong?â
Anastasia said, âI donât know why, but the way Harmon looks at me is weird. It was the same this morning. It makes me feel uncomfortable.â
Christine said, âFriday is Alessiaâs promotion party. After the clash with the sales department, he has had a tough time in the company. Itâs normal for him to be a bit off.â
Anastasia still found Harmonâs behavior odd, but she didnât say anything else and got up. âMs. Christine, we should head back to the office now.â
âAlright.â
They left together.
However, from that day on, Anastasia always felt like she was being watched. She got chills down her spine, but she never saw anyone. Unbeknownst to her, Harmon was observing her and noting down her daily routines. Whether she took the subway, hailed a cab, or got picked up, Harmon remembered them all. He even followed her to her home in Harmony Meadows, knowing exactly which apartment building she lived in.
That day, Anastasia waited for a while outside the office after work. She got a message from Herman saying he couldnât pick her up because he was working late, so she decided to take the subway. Behind her, Harmon, with a mask on, followed her all the way.
By the time Anastasia got out of the subway station, it was already 7:30 PM and dark outside. Her apartment was only about 500 meters from the station, so she usually walked home. After exiting the station, she headed straight for her apartment, but she suddenly noticed a shadow following her under the streetlights. Startled, Anastasia quickened her pace. The person behind her kept up. She started to run, and the person ran too, grabbing her shoulder.
Anastasia froze on the spot, her face pale with fear.