Chapter 150

After wrapping up Cason’s business, Herman sat down on the leather couch, poker-faced.

The cigarette between his fingers had slowly burned down to the butt, and only when he felt the sting did he stub it out in the ashtray

Herman took another look at Anastasia’s prenatal medical records from a few years ago. Anastasia had seen the doctor every month, and the baby, a girl, was born four years ago in July.

As for the whereabouts of the child now, Salma would likely know. Herman was in turmoil, the news of Anastasia having a child left him feeling like a train

wreck

He knew Anastasia wasn’t a virgin, but the news that she had given birth before came as a shock. He thought back to what Anastasia had once told him, that she suffered from severe depression and had lost a chunk of her memory

He figured that Anastasia’s depression might’ve been tied to the birth of her child.

past. From the cold hard words on the documents, he could only gather the surface information, However, he was dead certain about one thing. Anastasia had forgotten her experience of being pregnant and

a stranger with no blood tie to her, let

her own life was hard, she wanted to adopt a girl she found,

knew the truth. He remembered when he accompanied Anastasia for a check-up, Monica had rushed to insist on being the one to accompany Anastasia,

worried he would find

to Herman. “That place is a wasteland. Couldn’t find a single looker Can’t stand it. Do you

but Herman didn’t respond, nor did he pay attention to what Flynn was

noticed Herman’s mind was elsewhere, he waved his hand in front of Herman’s face. “You look like you’ve

stood up. “It’s good you’re back. I have a dinner to attend tonight, you’ll go in

just got back, let me

traning for you. The dinner is at seven, don’t screw it up,” Herman said, picking up the documents and his phone from

Night fell quickly.

drove around town, and

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