The Bound Between Us

Chapter 474

As Tavon took in Salma's words, a wave of calm washed over him. "Salma," he said with a reassuring smile, "if our son-in-law isn't worried, then we shouldn't be either. It seems our daughter has quite the hold on him. As long as he's smitten with Ana, this will all work out." Salma hadn't considered this angle. All she knew was that every day Anastasia spent at the police station was another day of unrest for her.

"The Hendersons won't let this go," she fretted. "This is a murder case. If Ana ends up in prison, it's all over."

Tavon acknowledged the gravity of the situation. "Don't panic just yet," he said. "I'll be there soon."

"Okay," Salma hung up, pacing the living room with a nervous energy that refused to settle. "Sis, Sis!"

It was Cynthia's voice, calling even before she entered.

door and saw Cynthia outside. She hurried to let her

felt like finding a rock in a storm for Salma-it meant having someone to talk to. Her emotions, barely contained, broke free, and tears came

Cynthia was family, her own sister. In front of her sister, there was no need for pretenses, and her

worry were on full display, as if

murder. I rushed over. Sis, tell me what happened. Did Ana really kill someone? Is she facing a life sentence, or worse, the electric chair?" The mere mention of the electric chair turned Salma's face

hand tightly, Salma asked, "Could Ana really be facing the electric

remembered how Salma had bragged about Anastasia and pitied her

seemed fleeting, easily shattered. Entering the house, Cynthia couldn't help but envy the luxurious villa. It irked her that Salma lived in such splendor-a splendor she had never known. Deep down, Cynthia looked down on Salma, believing she lived off her daughter's success and was vain. But Cynthia wouldn't

me a straight answer. I'm scared Ana might really face the electric chair. It's my fault. Ana wanted my homemade apple pie yesterday. I should've sensed something was off. She told me to take good care of Pattie-as if