The Bound Between Us

Chapter 494

Herman mused with a trace of irony, "The Browns sure are ambitious."

Years of navigating the cutthroat business world had honed Herman's instincts; the Browns' subtle maneuvers were transparent to him.

"Boss," Dailey said, worry etched on his face, "Uncle suggested Joseph rejoin the Salstrom clan. If he marries into the Browns after that, it's obvious he's after your position. Are you really okay with Joseph coming back to the Salstroms? After that last showdown at the family hall, those old timers were definitely swayed by Joseph. If he gets back into the family, he'll be a ticking time bomb."

Herman's expression turned icy. "Then we'll cut off his escape routes. Keep a close eye on the Browns."

Dailey looked puzzled. "Boss, are you going to make a move against the Browns?"

Herman's voice carried a deep meaning. "Everything comes with a price."

If Julie hadn't used Granny Anita as a pawn, she wouldn't have cast doubt on Anastasia's unborn child, and they wouldn't be in this mess.

At that moment, Herman could barely contain his desire to tear Julie to shreds.

The Browns had outlived their usefulness.

idled at a downtown intersection waiting for the light, Herman's

Anastasia.

amidst the bustling crowd,

an inner storm, but he steeled himself, not letting his emotions show. He allowed himself to

their car and headed toward the mall. Just a few steps in, she felt a piercing gaze on her. As if by instinct, she turned sharply, her eyes scanning the crowd, landing on a black sedan across the

she stumbled forward involuntarily. She knew he was in

car window obscured her view, but she felt it in her

into the traffic, Anastasia's gaze lingered before fading. "Anastasia, come on, what

her gaze back, suppressing the pain

they were now

a city as vast as Riverdale, their paths would never cross again, but fate had

in, ascended the

side, Dailey had an inkling why his boss

Anastasia-their real home. During the renovations, Herman had built a playground for Pattie, and when Anastasia was

the nursery, recalling days spent decorating with Anastasia, their

horse, his eyes reddening. The pain