The Bound Between Us

Chapter 296

Once Harmon laid his filthy hands on Anastasia, there was no going back.

Herman gave the order and carried Anastasia down the stairs. It was only then that Anastasia noticed Herman wasn’t alone. Six solemn men in black were behind him, looking like they were ripped straight out of a Hollywood bodyguard movie.

Before they even hit the ground floor, Harmon’s screams of agony echoed throughout the apartment building. Then another scream, and then dead silence.

Stepping outside, Anastasia finally got a clear look at her surroundings. This was the outskirts of Riverdale, and in front of the rundown houses were several parked posh cars, led by the Rolls-Royce she had ridden in once. Beside these cars were eight more bodyguards, standing at attention. It was a scene straight out of a

movie.

The car headlights illuminated the narrow, dark alley, making the luxury cars stick out like a sore thumb.

“Herman, Anastasia.” Flynn’s voice pulled Anastasia back from her thoughts. Anastasia glanced at Flynn, then at Herman. Remembering what Harmon had said, her confusion deepened.

“Open the door,” Herman ordered coldly. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Flynn immediately complied. Herman carefully placed Anastasia in the car, crouched down by her feet, and gently untied the ropes binding her hands and feet.

The eight bodyguards and Flynn waited outside the posh car. Anastasia looked at them questioningly as Dailey emerged from the apartment building with the bodyguards from earlier.

Through the car window, Anastasia saw Harmon being hauled into another car by two bodyguards, leaving a trail of blood behind. Harmon’s hands… were gone. Herman had actually had Harmon’s hands chopped off.

Anastasia’s eyes narrowed, and she looked down at Herman, “Who…who are you?” she asked, suddenly feeling pathetic. She knew nothing about the man she’d shared her life with for so long.

He looked up and gently patted her head, just like he used to. Nothing had changed. “We’ll talk when we get home.”

“What are you going to do about Harmon?” Anastasia asked.

Herman’s gaze followed the direction Harmon had been dragged off to. “Illegal detention, kidnapping, the law will take care of him.”

Anastasia didn’t ask any more questions. The car started, not heading back to Harmony Meadows, but towards the wealthy part of Riverdale. Finally, the convoy of luxury cars made a grand entrance into a villa in the best location.

The gate slowly opened automatically, and the car drove into the villa. When the car stopped, Anastasia looked out the window at the palace-like villa and felt like she was dreaming. “Where…where is this?” she asked.

“This is our home,” Herman said, no longer hiding anything. He got out of the car, came around to Anastasia’s side, and carried her out. He strode into the villa and went upstairs. The bodyguards all wisely stayed downstairs, and even Flynn didn’t follow.

Walking through the villa, Anastasia was blown away. The opulence of the villa was outrageous. The large crystal chandelier exuded luxury, and the paintings hanging on the walls were all world-famous

pieces. Every single decoration was worth millions.

The largest master bedroom on the second floor was larger than a three-bedroom apartment in Harmony Meadows. The massive floor-to-ceiling window didn’t overlook a cityscape, but a fantastical sky garden that Herman had spent a hundred million dollars to build, complete with an outdoor pool and breathtaking view.

Anastasia was stunned. She stood on the viewing balcony, overlooking a garden the size of two football fields, and turned to look at him.

“The one who had the arranged date with me at Cafe Bliss wasn’t you, was it?”