Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 2130

"Mommy wouldn't do that; she just wouldn't!" Callum insisted.

"Remember that guy Evan she mentioned last time?"

The driver sensed the tension and nervously glanced at the father and son in the rearview mirror.

Callum nodded, recalling the conversation.

"Of course, I remember. Mommy said he's a good friend, a funny guy she wants me to meet someday."

Nathaniel's tone was skeptical. "She says he's just a friend, and you believe her?"

"I do! Mommy wouldn't lie to me!"

Nathaniel nearly laughed at Callum's innocent logic, turning his gaze out the window in exasperation.

However, Callum was not finished and added, "Even though I haven't spent much time with Mommy, she's always kept her promises to me. No matter how hard things got, she never let me down. If she says Evan is just a friend, then I believe her.

"But, Daddy, can you tell me what your relationship with Ms. Sullivan really is? Are you just friends, or is she an ex-girlfriend? You promised me once you'd keep your distance from her. Did you really do that? Have you stayed away from her?"

Nathaniel's frown deepened. "I say one thing, and you have ten more to say back. Now you're trying to lecture me?"

Callum's shoulders slumped, his voice growing quieter.

"I wouldn't dare lecture you, Daddy. You've told me enough times—grown-up stuff is for grown-ups. I get it."

He felt a pang of sadness.

Mavis respected and adored him, and she always made him feel like he was smart and capable.

Yet, with Nathaniel, it was different.

It seemed like he could never quite measure up, always falling short, no matter how hard he tried.

That feeling of not being good enough had weighed on him for a long time.

As the car drove through the mostly empty roads, she grew more certain of her decision to pursue a divorce.

Nathaniel had initially promised to reveal that she was still alive so they could move forward with the divorce, but now he was dragging his feet.

She could not afford to wait any longer. If he were not going to take action, she would have to force his hand by making her situation public.

She needed to create enough pressure that he would see no choice but to agree to a divorce.

Perhaps she should contact that person and talk about the collaboration.

After being dropped by the roadside, the cold breeze seemed to have cleared Mavis's mind.

She scrolled through her phone contacts and found the number she was looking for—the one she had exchanged with Tiffany during their last meeting.

Without hesitation, she dialed it.