“Has she now?” I reply in a monotone as I think.
 
 Cameron frowns at me and I narrow my eyes as I roll my pen on the desk under my fingers while I think.
 
 “Are you there?” he asks.
 
 “Yes, sorry, just thinking. Block the sales,” I reply.
 
 “Um, I don’t have the power,” he replies.
 
 I cut him off. “I will be down for a meeting with you tomorrow but contact all of the properties and let them know if they want to sell I will always top the price.”
 
 “Um.”
 
 “Do it!” I snap. “You will be paid well for the trouble.”
 
 “I just thought you should know sir,” he answers.
 
 “Thank you. I will see you tomorrow afternoon.” I hang up and stand in a rush. “Bitch, what’s she playing at now?”
 
 “Huh?” Cameron frowns.
 
 “Amelie is apparently trying to buy a property next to Willowvale.”
 
 Cameron screws up his face. “Why?”
 
 “To fucking piss me off, that’s why!” I snap.
 
 “Does it really matter?”
 
 “Yes, it matters. I want to live there with Natasha and my kids one day. Natasha will not be running into that bitch on the school run!” I snap as my anger erupts.
 
 He shakes his head. “She’s tapped man… fatal fucking attraction.”
 
 I put my head into my hands on my desk, this is another nightmare that I don’t damn well need. “Don’t say anything to Mother. Let her do the talking,” I sigh.
 
 Cameron nods. “Got it.”
 
 “I want to hear what she has to say before we tell her anything,” I add.
 
 “Yep. Do you want me to get her?” he asks.
 
 I look at him deadpan. “If you must.”
 
 Cameron stands and his eyes search mine. “Promise me that whatever she says won’t change anything between us.”
 
 A lump in my throat forms and I drop my head.
 
 “Promise me, Josh,” he repeats.
 
 I nod, unable to speak.
 
 “And nothing will change with Dad,” he replies.
 
 “He’s not the father of one of us, Cameron.”
 
 “Bullshit! That’s semantics.”
 
 “Is it?” I ask. “Seems like a lot more than that to me.”