The Bound Between Us

Chapter 747

The moment Anastasia walked in, the room collectively forgot how to breathe. Flynn was just as surprised as anyone. He'd been so swamped yesterday that he hadn't caught up on the latest news. Everyone had assumed Anastasia was still in Springfield, nursing her heartbreak. But here she was, sharp and composed in a sleek black pantsuit, her hair tied back with precision. There was an unmistakable air of confidence about her, reminiscent of Herman himself. As she strode into the room, the silence was palpable; it was as if Herman had returned through her.

With Herman's recent troubles, everyone knew Anastasia was now the rightful figurehead of the company. And who would've thought? A billionaire like Herman had truly left everything to his wife. It sounded crazy, but that was Herman for you -absolutely smitten with his wife.

As Anastasia entered, Flynn stood up and offered her his chair. "Ana, take a seat," he said, pulling it out for her.

She settled in, her gaze sweeping over the room, cool and collected. "You all seem a bit on edge seeing me here," she noted with a hint of dry humor. "Surprised? Well, you'd better get used to it. You'll be seeing me every Monday morning from now on."

That was the announcement-Anastasia was back and ready to take the reins.

It didn't take long for someone to voice their doubts. A senior sales executive, Mr. Tristan, was the first to speak up. "So, Mrs. Salstrom, are you saying you're stepping in as CEO?"

his gaze calmly, her expression unreadable. "Do you have a problem with that, Mr. Tristan?"

the profiles of all the key players. Tristan was a seasoned veteran in the

what I hear, Mrs. Salstrom, you only graduated high school. Managing a company of this scale isn't exactly a walk in the park, is it? Back

words resonated with the room, and everyone waited to see how Anastasia would handle

better watch your tone when speaking to

business. We all need to earn our keep. So, I ask again, Mrs. Satstrom, what's your plan? Why not stick to home and family instead of stirring

cool, but Anastasia raised a hand to

on Tristan, and her words were

years with the company is no small feat. Thank you for your service. You can head to finance and

declaration left the room in shock. Tristan's face paled with disbelief, then twisted into a bitter smile. "You're firing me? We have a contract. I've brought in countless deals for this company. You someone with just a high school diploma, think you can just dismiss me? Do you even know the cost of