Layna caught every word, and a wicked little spark lit up inside her.
With Scott out of Willow Creek, her moment had finally arrived.
She’d already plotted her next move—now all she needed was the right opening.
…
The harbor, 5 p.m.
As Anastasia’s family set foot on the dock, the Wisman family’s welcoming committee was already there—front and center was Justin, the future heir himself.
Justin had insisted on picking them up, all smiles on the inside, though you’d never guess it from his calm face.
The moment he saw Paradise, a flicker of joy lit up his eyes, quick as a spark, gone in a blink.
The Wisman clan prided themselves on discipline, and Justin was held to the highest standard: never let your feelings show, no matter what.
Smiling didn’t come easy to Justin, but that was just how he was raised.
At thirteen, he looked every inch the young gentleman—a crisp suit, a small entourage of bodyguards, and the sort of quiet confidence that made him seem like he’d just stepped out of a palace.
People like Justin were rare, even in their circles. Passersby couldn’t help but stare, whispering guesses about which family’s young lord had come to town.
“Uncle Herman, Ana, I hope your trip wasn’t too tiring. My father sent me to welcome you,” Justin greeted them—polite to a fault. “The hotel’s all set, and the car’s waiting. This way, please.”
He turned to Paradise, adding with just a hint of warmth, “Paradise, welcome.”
He didn’t let his happiness show, but it was there, tucked away.
Paradise dipped her head. “Thank you.”
“Ana, Uncle Herman, please—this way. I’ve prepared some gifts for you at the hotel. Hope you’ll like them.”
Herman and Anastasia exchanged a look—what a courteous and thoughtful kid.
Just as they were about to get in the car, a shout rang out from a yacht tied up at the dock.
“Hey, Paradise! Wait for me!”

Andrew wasn’t even fazed. He laughed, “Uncle Herman, don’t be so stingy! Let’s all ride together. I’ll take your car.”
Very few people dared to tease Herman like that—besides Anastasia, only Andrew managed.
Anastasia just shook her head. This kid really had no filter.
Most folks were intimidated by Herman. Not Andrew—he fit in anywhere.
Andrew started to climb in with the others, but Justin stepped in to block him.
“Hi, I’m Justin, Jonah’s son. You must be from Carter Enterprises, right? Thanks for coming to my grandfather’s birthday. Your room’s ready—please take that car.”
Justin had been put in charge of guest arrangements, and although everyone was set to stay at the same hotel, he’d already decided to move Andrew elsewhere.



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The readers' comments on the novel: The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman)
Author pls Pls don't separate Ana and Herman once again because of Sandy. There must be an ending to Ana's sufferings!...
Yes yes yes!!! Thank you!!!...
How comes the twists are becoming uninteresting and unrealistic? Readers will prefer cleaner straight happy endings. Please don't go far beyond otherwise readers will lose interest. Time to end the story like we want it to be....
Please give us a happy ending for Anastasia and Herman with Pattie recognized as Herman's daughter, thank you!!!...
Pls update. This novel is really good....