Chapter 227

Anastasia lifted her head and spotted Herman standing behind her, hands propped on the back of the couch, smiling at her.

Quickly composing herself, she asked, “All done with your stuff?”

Herman took a seat next to her, replying, “I’ve handed off the rest to my colleagues. Couldn’t keep my wife waiting. She might get all sorts of ideas.”

This swanky club offered certain… special services. Melinda, who’d just shown up, was one of the special service providers.

Anastasia hadn’t experienced it firsthand, but she knew. So Melinda’s words earlier had thrown her off a bit. Knowing Melinda, being in this place, with Mr. Winchester around… all easily led to all sorts of assumptions.

Had she ever been in this line of work?

She found it hard to believe. No matter how poor or how starving she was, she would never choose this line of work. Forcing a smile, Anastasia asked, “You guys always conduct business in places like this?”

“Can’t lie,” Herman answered honestly. “I come here often. But I promise you, I’d never do anything to betray you. You’re welcome to check up on me anytime.”

laugh.

her through thick and thin, then she couldn’t trust anyone. Her life was saved by Herman, plucked

hand, asking, “Why are

coat over her. “You just got out of the

Anastasia melted in his warmth, her heart warming up too. She often thought how lucky she was to have met a

had already gotten the message and had Herman’s Chevy

Anastasia, “Wait here for a sec. I’ll

stood

car, and Nelson was waiting by the car. “Mr. Salstrom.”

out his hand. “Keys.”

Herman instructed, “Stay here, send the

Mr. Salstrom. It’ll be taken care of,”

drove to a small

yet, so she was a

walked into the restaurant, and Herman ordered two servings of pasta and a bowl of thick

around the almost empty restaurant. “This place used to be packed.”

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