Chapter 296


    Chapter 296


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    Once Harmonid his filthy hands on Anastasia, there was no going back.


    Herman gave the order and carried Anastasia down the stairs. It was only then that Anastasia noticed


    Herman wasn’t alone. Six solemn men in ck were behind him, looking like they were ripped straight


    out of a Hollywood bodyguard movie.


    Before they even hit the ground floor, Harmon’s screams of agony echoed throughout the apartment


    building. Then another scream, and then dead silence.


    Stepping outside, Anastasia finally got a clear look at her surroundings. This was the outskirts of


    Riverdale, and in front of the rundown houses were several parked posh cars, led by the Rolls-Royce


    she had ridden in once. Beside these cars were eight more bodyguards, standing at attention. It was a


    scene straight out of a


    movie.


    The car headlights illuminated the narrow, dark alley, making the luxury cars stick out like a sore thumb.


    “Herman, Anastasia.” Flynn’s voice pulled Anastasia back from her thoughts. Anastasia nced at


    Flynn, then at Herman. Remembering what Harmon had said, her confusion deepened.


    “Open the door,” Herman ordered coldly.


    Flynn immediatelyplied. Herman carefully ced Anastasia in the car, crouched down by her feet,


    and gently untied the ropes binding her hands and feet.


    The eight bodyguards and Flynn waited outside the posh car. Anastasia looked at them questioningly


    as Dailey emerged from the apartment building with the bodyguards from earlier.


    Through the car window, Anastasia saw Harmon being hauled into another car by two bodyguards,


    leaving a trail of blood behind. Harmon’s hands… were gone. Herman had actually had Harmon’s


    hands chopped off.


    Anastasia’s eyes narrowed, and she looked down at Herman, “Who…who are you?” she asked,


    suddenly feeling pathetic. She knew nothing about the man she’d shared her life with for so long.


    He looked up and gently patted her head, just like he used to. Nothing had changed. “We’ll talk when


    we get home.”


    “What are you going to do about Harmon?” Anastasia asked.


    Herman’s gaze followed the direction Harmon had been dragged off to. “Illegal detention, kidnapping,


    thew will take care of him.”


    Anastasia didn’t ask any more questions. The car started, not heading back to Harmony Meadows, but


    towards the wealthy part of Riverdale. Finally, the convoy of luxury cars made a grand entrance into a


    vi in the best location.


    The gate slowly opened automatically, and the car drove into the vi. When the car stopped,


    Anastasia looked out the window at the pce-like vi and felt like she was dreaming. “Where…where


    is this?” she asked.


    “This is our home,” Herman said, no longer hiding anything. He got out of the car, came around to


    Anastasia’s side, and carried her out. He strode into the vi and went upstairs. The bodyguards all


    wisely stayed downstairs, and even Flynn didn’t follow.


    Walking through the vi, Anastasia was blown away. The opulence of the vi was outrageous. The


    large crystal chandelier exuded luxury, and the paintings hanging on the walls were all world-famous


    pieces. Every single decoration was worth millions.


    Thergest master bedroom on the second floor wasrger than a three-bedroom apartment in


    Harmony Meadows. The massive floor-to-ceiling window didn’t overlook a cityscape, but a fantastical


    sky garden that Herman had spent a hundred million dors to build,plete with an outdoor pool


    and breathtaking view.


    Anastasia was stunned. She stood on the viewing balcony, overlooking a garden the size of two


    football fields, and turned to look at him.


    “The one who had the arranged date with me at Cafe Bliss wasn’t you, was it?”