Underestimated Too(34)

“You mean my money,” I spat out. I couldn’t help it.

Drew gave me a dirty look right after Deidra did, and continued, “Callaway started yelling then, ‘She doesn’t know I EXIST,’ getting angry with me.

‘This is crazy. What do you want me to do?’

‘I want you to go there, offer the stupid bitch enough money to go start a new life, get her out of there and away from those kids.’

‘And the kids?’ I asked, this idiot was delusional. He wasn’t making a bit of sense, I thought.

‘You’re going to bring them here, but not yet.’

‘Bring them here?’

‘Yes, Morgan is going to graduate in a few months. I don’t want to disrupt her last year of school. She probably has friends and proms and stuff,’ Callaway said to me.”

I snorted.

Deidra interjected Drew’s story, “Do you have something to say, Morgan? I think maybe you should be involved a little more here. Why did you just snort when Drew mentioned your school?”

“Nothing, it’s just that I didn’t really have that kind of school,” I replied.

“What do you mean?” Deidra asked.

Drew turned and leaned against the windowsill to listen to what I had to say.

“I didn’t go to dances or proms. I didn’t really have friends.”

“None?” Drew asked, like he was surprised that I’d never gone to school dances or anything. I wasn’t really that type of girl.

“Not really. My cousin Stacy, I guess, and I had a friend, Julie, but she got pregnant in the ninth grade, and we didn’t really hang out after that.”

“Boyfriends?”

“No, I wasn’t really the pretty girl at school. Kids either made fun of my clothes and shoes, or ignored me altogether. Can we just get back to the story?” I asked, wanting the focus off me and back on Drew.

“Drew?” Deidra nodded for him to continue.

“I tried to tell Callaway that I had business to tend to, that I didn’t have time to be dealing with a couple of inbred hillbillies from West Virginia—No offense, baby,” Drew quickly added. “I couldn’t believe Mr. Callaway was serious about this. I thought he was going to add a heart attack to his stroke.

He sat up with a look of pure vengeance. ‘That inbred hillbilly is my granddaughter, and furthermore, she has my blood running through her veins. YOU DON’T!’ he kindly reminded me with a yell which in turn caused his personal nurse to rush in.

‘Mr. Callaway, please calm down. You can’t be getting yourself all worked up like this,’ she pleaded with him, rubbing his arm and glaring at me with warning. ‘I’m fine,’ he assured her, patting her hand. Please leave us. We’re just about finished here.’

I gave in, ‘Fine, what do you want me to do? I’d do whatever he was babbling on and on about just to put this shit behind me.

‘I want you to marry Morgan and take care of Justin,’ Callaway stated.”

Now I was pissed all over again at Drew. I knew he said it was all him, he was the one that didn’t want to take Justin, but hearing him say that Callaway was willing to bring him there too, infuriated me to a point of boiling over. Bouncing my knee in effort to keep calm and rid angry energy, I turned back to Drew, biting my bottom lip to keep quiet.

“I sat down on that note. He was beyond crazy. Planting myself in a chair, I assured him I was not going to marry some girl I’d never even met. ‘I’m not going to marry that girl. You just said she wasn’t even eighteen yet.’ I sighed.

‘And you’re only twenty four. She’ll be eighteen before you bring her here.’

‘Mr. Callaway, sir, I am not going to marry this girl. I don’t even know her. She’s not going to want to marry me. This is ridiculous.’

‘Fine, you can see yourself out.’

I stood, shaking my head. Hoping he’d be in his right mind after he rested a little. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow,’ I said warily, making my way across the room.

‘Walker, seize Drew Kelley’s funds from my estate, have the locks changed on the mansion and his high-rise, and send someone to pick up his car from the hospital.’

Of course, I stopped dead in my tracks, listening to the one sided conversation. I turned to him with a frown, and he smiled the same smile that I’d seen on Michael’s face a million times. I wanted to drop kick him. ‘Hold off until I call you back,’ he lilted with a deviant, victorious smile. ‘Change of heart?’ he taunted me.

‘You can’t be serious about this?’ I asked him.

‘I am very serious. You bring my granddaughter back here and promise to take care of her for the rest of her life, and you will have an endless supply of good fortune.’