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The Bound Between Us

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Chapter 241

Herman led Kitty into the study. Coming face-to-face with this woman once again, he had zero patience

left.

“Kitty, I’m gonna tell you one last time, take the dough and scram, or else, I got a million ways to make

sure you never see daylight again.”

Kitty saw the resolve in Herman’s eyes. Even if she was a blockhead, she wasn’t about to throw her life

away.

The previous conflicts had shown her the financial might of the Salstrom family. She may have been

tempted to play dirty, but she knew she was just a counterfeit, a pawn in someone else’s game. If she

succeeded, that person would expose her, if she failed, her fate would be even more miserable.

After some thought, Kitty decided that taking the money and making a run for it was the best option.

She really didn’t want to stir up trouble in the Salstrom family; she was pushed into it. Kitty also realized

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that this might be her last shot. She could give up on her dream of marrying a rich man, but it would be

great if she could make some extra cash.

Kitty dropped the act, and her demeanor changed to a more candid one, no more pretenses. “Mr.

Salstrom, if you want me to beat it, five million ain’t gonna cut it.”

Seeing Kitty smartening up, Herman’s expression eased slightly. He leaned against the table and

asked, “How much are you looking for?”

“Ten million,” Kitty said, holding up a finger. “I ain’t gonna let you swindle me. I know I can’t worm my

way into your rich folks’ world, but I deserve some compensation. Ten million ain’t no sweat for you.”

“You’ve caught on quick, huh?” Herman’s gaze was frosty. “If you spill the beans about who’s pulling

your strings, I’ll throw in another ten million.”

“Who’s pulling my strings?” Kitty played dumb.

“Don’t try to be slick with me,” Herman said, tapping on the desk. “On the day of the Neon Dreams, it

was your family gathering. I know your family. You are required to attend the gathering.” Herman had

just thought of what Flynn had told him, so he thought of Kitty’s family gathering.

Hearing this, Kitty’s eyes flickered, showing a touch of guilt. That day, she did go home for the

gathering.

“I didn’t go back that day because I couldn’t get a flight ticket.” Kitty was still making excuses. “Mr.

Salstrom, just give me the money and I’ll stop causing trouble.”

“You don’t want an extra ten million?” Herman tempted Kitty with the money. “I bet your puppeteer can’t

offer you that much. What do they give you, tens…. of thousands, hundreds of thousands?”

Kitty hesitated, which only made Herman more certain that someone was pulling Kitty’s strings.

Just then, Flynn walked in. “Hey, the stuff you wanted just came in.”

Flynn was holding a bank statement. Herman took out a document and placed it in front of Kitty. “This

is your bank statement. Half a month ago, your account had a sudden increase of two hundred

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thousand. Can you explain where this money came from?”

Kitty had deposited the money herself, but it wasn’t hers. As a supermarket guide, a sudden large

deposit would definitely draw attention.

“That, uh…” Kitty stammered.

“Somebody paid you to impersonate the person from five years ago,” Herman answered for her.

“No, no,” Kitty continued to deny, “You said you’d give me ten million, right? Where’s the money?” All

she wanted now was to take the money and run before she was exposed.

Flynn said, “You really think my brother is an ATM, huh? Even if he was, it’d be my sister-in-law’s ATM,

not yours.”

“What does that mean?” Kitty asked.

“Go back to where you came from,” Flynn waved. “You’ve got some nerve, asking for ten million. Even

if you had the guts to take it, you wouldn’t have the luck to spend it.”

Hearing this, Kitty paled. At this moment, Herman suddenly pulled out a silenced gun from the drawer,

loaded it, and aimed at the clock hanging behind Kitty.

The gun made no noise, but the clock fell to the floor. Kitty had never seen anything like this before and

screamed in fright, “Ah! I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!”