Liam's POV
My thumb hovered over the screen before l finally swiped to answer. “Hello, Mother.”
My voice was calm.
“Liam,” she purred through the line, sharp and smooth all at once. “Finally. I’ve been trying to reach you. Where have you been? Busy with work again, I suppose?”
“Just finishing up a few things,” l replied, leaning back in my chair. “l’m very stressed.”
Her laugh was light, almost teasing, but with an edge. “Always long days with you. I hope you’re keeping on top of everything. Especially your girlfriend. I don’t want any… distractions.”
“Mother, I can handle Nicole. She’s not a problem.” l didn't want to have this conversation with my mom.
“Ah, Liam…” she sighed dramatically, as if l had just committed a grave error. “You think you can handle her, but you don’t know
