The Bound Between Us

Chapter 273

Was Herman the type to let ten bucks go to waste on a game? Hell no! The man was a businessman, and he didn’t do deals without profits. With the nine rings left in his hand, each one snagged a plush toy with pinpoint precision. Be it big shark, Spongebob, Doraemon, Pink Panther or Pikachu, each throw was a hit.

The stall owner stood by, amazed. He’d lost quite a bit in this round of games.

Anastasia was over the moon. Pikachu in her left hand, a shark plushie in her right, she was the envy of the onlooking kids. With all these stuffed animals, she couldn’t possibly carry them all by herself. So, she gave them out to the kids one by one, and they were all thrilled. Anastasia kept one Pikachu, which she planned to give to Pattie.

After Herman threw his last ring, the stall owner said with admiration, “Bro, lucky you only bought ten rings, otherwise I might’ve lost so much I couldn’t afford to eat. You’re really something.”

Herman smiled faintly, “You’re too kind.”

The stall owner joked, “Bro, you weren’t playing ring toss, you were stocking up here.”

Everyone burst out laughing at this.

Anastasia laughed so hard her stomach hurt. Herman turned to the stall owner, “You’ve got a knack for business. I have no doubt you’ll make it big soon.” The owner’s attitude and way of handling things showed he was someone who could make things happen.

“Thanks for the

and Herman moved on. The street food zone was bustling,

the stalls. At one trinket stall, Anastasia was reminded of her days as a street vendor. She picked up a pair of cherry earrings from the stall

about Anastasia’s age, replied sweetly, “You’ve got great taste, miss. These cherry earrings are fifteen bucks a

than you were.” Back when Herman helped sell trinkets, he was quite the smooth

talker.

get them.” Herman

“I thought you

my personal stash, saved up just to buy

Anastasia liked. If it was about food, drinks or fun, Anastasia would take care of it. Simply

stall owner complimented, “Sir, you’re really good to

himself. The red of the cherries brought out Anastasia’s beauty. Anastasia swayed her earrings and asked, “Do

good

walked from one end of the street to the other. When she got tired, he squatted down, patted his shoulder and said, “Hop on.”