The Bound Between Us

Chapter 493

Chapter 493

The handkerchief caught Anastasia's eye immediately.

Before she could pick it up, Gianna swiftly snatched it and stuffed it into her purse, looking a bit uneasy. "What should we have for dinner?" "How about hotpot?" Anastasia gave Gianna a suspicious glance. "Since when did you start using handkerchiefs?"

She could swear she had seen that handkerchief before, at her own home, no less.

To be precise, she had seen it with Herman.

Herman had a thing for handkerchiefs, always custom-made from the finest fabrics, each embroidered with an "H" or sometimes an "S."

To dispel Anastasia's doubts, Gianna nonchalantly pulled the handkerchief out of her bag. "Oh, this? A new friend of mine gave it to me. She's into embroidery, you know. This little piece didn't come cheap, all handmade."

Seeing that Herman's usual mark was absent from the handkerchief, Anastasia felt a bit embarrassed. She was being overly sensitive, linking every odd thing about Gianna to Herman.

She was being a bit paranoid, perhaps.

"The fabric's so fine, it's obviously pricey." Anastasia pulled out her phone. "I'll send you the address for dinner, can you pull up the directions?"

This wasn't the one Herman had given her, but she had

Anastasia

had probed twice today; suspicions were obviously

of panic but kept a cool exterior as

...

At the cemetery.

a good

dressed in black, was there to bid

and drizzly, adding to

the wake, Grannie Anita's maternal family and the other branches of the Salstroms had seen Herman's ruthlessness. Today, they were all cautious, not daring

in simple garb, his steps echoing

please Flynn, who scowled.

the Feimans before responding to Flynn. "I'm here to see my grandmother off on her final

I asked him to come. Your grandmother always worried about

Feiman's words. He was clearly planning to

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