The Bound Between Us

Chapter 83

Anastasia held her breath, her eyes glued to the dart flying through the air

Everyone else was watching too.

Everlee unconsciously clenched her hands and was quite nervous. She worried that the dart might hit the target.

Blake was full of confidence. However, his thrown dart didn’t even touch the dartboard and fell to the ground.

This scene surprised Blake and everyone else present Only Anastasia and Everlee secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Blake couldn’t believe it, “How is this possible? I’ve always had good aim.”

When Blake looked at the others, none of the rich kids dared to meet his gaze

Anastasia said, “Blake, you lost. Accept the consequences. I can go now. Everlee, let me know when you’re free. I’ll wait for your message.”

Everlee was sturned and couldn’t speak for a moment.

Blake felt embarrassed in front of the rich kids. Suddenly, he became angry. This round doesn’t count. Let’s go again.

“Blake, you should accept the consequences of losing. Anastasia said. “Youre an influential person in this circle.”

Even if he played again, Anastasia was sure Blake couldn’t hit the target because she had secretly removed the magnet behind the dartboard when she picked up the dart.

because he had the help of the magnet.

Everlee was playing darts, she noticed someone put it up

keep these rich kids happy. Blake was the leader among them, so everyone naturally

before if he let Anastasia leave, his reputation would

this, Blake grabbed Anastasia’s hand, “I’ve never met a woman I couldn’t

to drag Anastasia into a

were egging him on. “Blake

is such a man”

praises only boosted Blake’s confidence, and he

is wrong. Let me go. I’m going to call the police.” Anastasia panicked.

her go. She’s a lowly

dares to put me in jail or dares to talk about what happened

he pushed Anastasia into a nearby

completely at the mercy of others.

me go.”

as she kicked and struggled.

Anastasia and show off in front of these people. Anastasia stepped on

die, behave. Do you believe

onto the couch and threatened her. The louder you scream, the

extreme. Her hand grabbed something, and she immediately smashed

was an ashtray

hit, a wound appeared on Blake’s head, and blood kept flowing out. The pain made