The Bound Between Us

Chapter 830

Herman grinned, ruffling Anastasia's hair. "Doesn't matter where you're staying. James is back today I'll have him check out Pattie's throat again. You go find Monica."

"How'd you know I wanted to see Monica?"

He always knew what she was thinking. That feeling-being understood without a word-was just the best. It was like the old days, when he just got her.

"I saw you at dinner, chatting with Monica, grinning like you were about to hear some juicy gossip. I could tell you were itching to go see her." Herman's lips quirked in a smile. "Go on. I'll head home and check on the kids."

"Alright." Anastasia handed him the car keys. "You drive home. I'll just grab a rideshare to Monica's."

"No way. I'll take a cab-you keep the car, it's easier for you."

And just like that, Anastasia drove off to Monica's, while Herman went to hail a taxi.

Oakridge Residences.

sun. It was just one of her properties-she'd made good money over the years. If she hadn't gotten burned by that jerk,

pressed to her ear, fuming. "Jackson, are you an idiot? How did I end up with a brother this clueless? Go deal with her yourself! Don't whine to me—I'll be there in forty minutes!" She hung up with a

in and you're already on a rampage. Don't scare Jason. What's

was Monica's little brother, now a college

at his school. He didn't

expenses were all Monica's doing. He was a bookworm, top of his class, but way too soft. Monica was fire and thunder;

downstairs, Anastasia

she was all about the money. In six

the family, and Kristine didn't know anything about the Ledfords. She just assumed he was some scholarship kid from the countryside who'd

Kristine was tossing bags and clothes at Jackson's feet, sneering, “Jackson, look at yourself. You think you can buy me off with fake designer bags? I wouldn't be caught dead with these. Honestly, I didn't want to embarrass you, but you're just pathetic. We're done. Don't call

turned beet red, glasses slipping down his nose,

small-town kid who dared to dream he

himself, his voice shaking. “These bags are real, Kristine I never lied to you. Just tell me-why are you breaking up with me? They

rolled her eyes. "You're such a bore. Who'd want to date a guy like