Divorce Him, Then Dazzle novel Chapter 45

Lambert didn’t pick up, so Latonia hung up the call and started the car.

Half an hour later, her phone rang. Lambert was finally calling back.

“What’s up?” His voice was cool, almost distant.

Latonia was older than him by seven or eight years. They’d barely spent time together as kids, and as adults, they only caught up during the holidays. Still, family was family. They couldn’t completely avoid each other.

“Lambert, I need to ask you a few questions, and I want honest answers.”

He picked up on the seriousness right away. “About what?”

“Yesterday on the yacht… what did you do to Camilla?”

Lambert sidestepped, “You know her?”

“I asked you first.” Latonia’s tone didn’t budge. “Did you do something to her yesterday?”

Lambert wasn’t the type to explain himself to anyone. Especially not a cousin. He said, “I have a meeting soon…”

“Lambert, Camilla plans to sue you. And I’m her lawyer.”

His grip tightened on his phone, knuckles going pale.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have called me,” Lambert’s voice turned icy. “What happened to your professional ethics?”

“I didn’t call to take your side, and I’m not giving you a heads up. Listen, if you really did something wrong to her, I don’t care if we’re family. I’ll stand with her.”

Lambert let out a low chuckle.

Latonia rarely saw him laugh, and she couldn’t figure out why he’d do it now of all times.

“What are you playing at? Trying to bribe me?” Her reply was flat. “That won’t work. You know how I am.”

“This isn’t about your client,” Lambert said evenly. “I’ll look at your dad’s proposal on its merits. Separately. And it won’t change what you do as a lawyer.”

Latonia frowned, not buying it. “Don’t think that after this, I’ll just…”

“And help set up a meeting with Camilla,” Lambert added. “She probably doesn’t want to see me, so you’ll need to make it happen. I think there’s a misunderstanding.”

Latonia generally trusted his character, and if she was honest, she wasn’t entirely convinced about what happened. But Camilla didn’t seem the type to lie.

“A misunderstanding?” She sounded doubtful. “Is that even possible in this situation?”

“I’ll explain it to her myself,” Lambert replied. “Lunch at noon. You can come too. We’ll talk it out together.”

It was only when she heard she could be there that Latonia finally felt a little more at ease.