“Leave him out of this,” Camille managed to say.

However, she forgot to even out her tone, so the anger in her voice was quite clear.

“Oh? Quite sensitive now, are we?” Christian said, having picked up on the change of note.

“…”

“Is he going to be a nuisance to our cooperation?” he asked.

“We have no such cooperation between us, Mr. Callahan,” Camille growled. “And I would appreciate it if you cease meddling in my life and attempting to control it the way you want.”

“I have many ways to threaten you, Miss van Gowen. I’m sure you know that quite well.” Christian’s smile widened. “Your mother, your...