The Bound Between Us

Chapter 358

Herman didn’t show a bit of interest in Julie, and Grannie Anita noticed. It seemed like it would take some effort to play matchmaker between the two.

“Since you’re too busy to hang out with me, Herman. I have to ask Julie to accompany me shopping. What’s so fun about playing cards anyway?” Grannie Anita chided, “And you, Herman, why don’t you greet Julie properly? You two practically grew up together.”

Only then did Herman glance at Julie. For Grannie Anita’s sake, he managed to say, “Ms. Brown.”

The formality of his greeting hung awkwardly in the air.

Grannie Anita nudged Herman. “What’s with the ‘Ms. Brown’? You two are close enough to be on first-name terms.”

Herman remained unmoved.

Julie, sensing the awkwardness, tried to break the tension. “Herman, what would you like to drink?”

Without waiting for Julie’s help, he signaled to the waiter. “A latte, please.”

“Certainly, sir,” the waiter replied, promptly leaving to prepare the order.

dress when you visited us. You looked so pretty. Herman even

frowned. “Grannie, I never said

but I kept it in my mind,” Grannie Anita replied, laughing.

Julie blushed. “Grannie.”

it weren’t for Anastasia’s sudden appearing,

chose not to argue, knowing it would be

herself to give the two some space. “Herman, I’m going to the restroom. You two

tense. Julie glanced at Herman out of the corner of her eye. Noting

cold voice, “Ms. Brown, it seems you’ve forgotten how to address

corrected herself quickly, trying to mask her embarrassment. “I didn’t expect

on Herman, not wanting

Stop scheming behind my back. Sending anonymous information to Salstrom Manor, paying Kitty to impersonate someone from a few years ago, and having someone send nude photos to my

who quickly denied, “Mr. Salstrom,

woman shouldn’t play dumb,” Herman retorted, showing no mercy. “If Ms. Brown continues to meddle, don’t blame me for making

don’t? She’s a woman who had a child out of wedlock and

should see a doctor about your delusions. I’ve never had any interest

Julie, embarrassed and humiliated, wished she could disappear. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she stuttered, “Herman, do you have to be so cruel? We’re childhood friends. Our families have known each other for years. I’m a girl, and you’re a man. Is it necessary to be so