The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 1062

Daria was Julie’s only blood relative left in the world. Even if Autumn couldn’t stand Joseph, she still couldn’t help but feel for Daria.

Daria lowered his head and muttered, “Okay.”

He didn’t dare lie.

Joseph had already warned Autumn: that old witch was going to come around again—she just wouldn’t give up.

Before Joseph could say anything, Daria piped up, “Dad, I didn’t take anything from Chelsea.”

“Alan, remember what I’m telling you. If that old witch comes looking for you again, don’t even talk to her.” Joseph ruffled his son’s hair. “From now on, it’s just you and me, kid. Work hard and everything I have will be yours someday.”

Joseph had been drinking all afternoon with his buddies and kept at it through the night. He reeked of alcohol, but still remembered to pick up Daria.

Daria looked at Joseph and nodded. “Dad, maybe you shouldn’t drink so much anymore.”

He really did worry about his dad.

“Sorry, kid, that’s one thing I can’t promise. I have to drink—how else am I supposed to make money for you?” Joseph’s voice softened just for his son. “A real man has to drink. Women, booze, smokes—those are the three big joys in life. Alan, listen to me, don’t be like Herman, hanging everything on just one woman. There are plenty of women out there, and it’s our job to make them all feel at home, you hear?”

The driver nearly choked hearing this.

Yep, that was his boss—raising a kid with such wild, unconventional advice.

Daria only half got it.

…

Southridge Estates.

After dinner, Anastasia gathered the kids and headed back to Southridge Estates.

They had to start packing for the trip to the harbor city tomorrow.

This time, they were going to celebrate Mr. Wisman’s birthday—and sneak in a bit of fun while they were there.

Anastasia handed the packing off to Herman. “You handle the bags. I’ll check in on our daughter.”

Herman was always willing, and he already knew what Anastasia needed.

Anastasia walked into her eldest daughter’s room, finding her packing her suitcase. She smiled and stepped inside. “Pattie, are you all packed?”

“Almost,” Paradise replied, zipping up her bag. “Mom, what time will we get to the harbor city tomorrow?”

“Around five in the afternoon, I think.” Anastasia hesitated, then asked, “Pattie, are you popular at school? Do your classmates like you?”

Paradise shrugged. “Some do, some don’t. Dad says we’re not money, not everyone’s going to like us. I’m not bothered.”

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