“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.”