James' POV
When Catherine called me, I had just finished an international video conference. I did not know what she was talking about.
I could tell from the phone that she was indeed very angry. She scolded me loudly, her tone resentful and dissatisfied. Hearing her scold me, I actually felt a bit happy. After all, it had been many years since someone dared to talk to me like this. James, you are hopeless, I shook my head and thought.
Then I got a call from my assistant telling me there was an urgent document I needed to go over. I thought I'd be able to explain it to Catherine in a few minutes, but she wouldn't open the door and told me to piss off. I humbly begged her several times to let her open the door, but she refused. She even said that the kids didn't need me and that she would
