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Shit.“So if Cal doesn’t sell the house…”
“His father would earn eighteen percent of the company, plus the six percent that still remains unclaimed.”
“You think his father owns six percent?”
“Not yet at least. Whatever Brady asked him to do isn’t complete yet.”
“And what about Declan?”
A small smile teases at her lips. “He’s close to getting his, but whatever happens with Cal and his task puts Declan’s shares at risk.”
My eyes screw shut. “Cal never mentioned that.”
Probably because you didn’t give him a chance to explain himself.
Guilt replaces some of the anger I’ve held on to ever since I found out about the inheritance.
“He didn’t have an option before. But now that everything is out in the open…”
“I haven’t told anyone.”
She laughs. “I didn’t expect you to. You care just as much about Cal as he does about you—no matter how angry you are at him.”
“Am I that predictable?” There is a harsh bite to my question. She holds up her hands in mock surrender. “Love makes people do selfless things.”
I pull out a stool beside her and sit before my legs give out. “Like selling my home?”
She nudges her shoulder with mine. “Cal will figure it out.”
My hands quit their fidgeting. “How do you know?”
“Because if you want it, he will stop at nothing to make it happen.”
“Just like that?”
She snaps her fingers. “Just like that.”
“What do you think, Ms. Castillo?”
I look up from the wood floor that looks brand new after Ryder restored it. The memory of Cami taking her first steps near the stairs fades away as I’m hit with the news that the house will be ready in a couple of weeks to be shown to potential buyers.
I’m sure Cal would be impressed by how the remodel is turning out. The interior designer Ryder hired is doing a phenomenal job making the house look exactly like our Pinterest boards. Although there are still some last-minute finishes that need to be added, everything is looking just like I wanted.
“Ms. Castillo?” the real estate agent repeats while looking at me as if I have lost my mind.
Maybe I have. The lack of sleep, worrying about Cal, and the looming open house have done a splendid job of keeping me up late at night to the point of delirium.
“Yes?” I shake my head.
“Did you hear anything I said?”
Heat rushes to my cheeks. “No. Sorry about that. Do you mind repeating it?”
He huffs as he pushes his thick-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose. “I just was mentioning that we have plenty of people interested in the property, and we haven’t even had an open house yet.”
“Wow. That’s great.” My voice could not sound more wooden if I tried.
The real estate agent lifts a fuzzy brow. “So you’re aware, when we have multiple offers, that usually drives up the price.”
