KATHERINE’S POV.
“Max,” I said, my voice cold and steady.
There was silence on the other end, and then his voice came through, calm and collected as always. “Katherine, is this how we’re doing things now? Taking phones out of our daughter’s hand?”
I clenched my teeth, trying to keep my anger in check. “What are you saying to her? Are you feeding her this nonsense, turning her against me?”
“Katherine, please,” Max said with a patronizing sigh. “I don’t have to turn her against you. You’re doing a fine job of that on your own.”
I could feel my pulse in my temples, my grip tightening on the phone. “You don’t get to waltz in and out of her life when it’s convenient for you. You don’t get to undermine me.”
“Undermine you?” he scoffed. “I’m the one keeping things balanced. You’re too busy
