Chapter Seventy-Three

Kathy has been caught doing many things. It was hard to keep track of her many sins, but let’s see: she has been caught cheating both in school and on her husband; she has been caught pointing a gun at someone, although she intended no harm, merely to intimidate the person into paying her the money they owed her. She has been caught snatching other women’s husbands; this one is no fault of hers. The women just couldn’t hold their husbands tight enough.

There were many other sins, which we couldn’t mention here, but we know that Kathy is one hell of a sinner, and she has been caught many times, but one thing she hasn’t been caught doing is ‘not getting what she wants’.

Kathy always gets what she wants, and now what Kathy wanted—or whom, rather. Kathy wanted Cameron, and she was going to get him no matter what. Even if she had to team up with that self-centred, egotistical, and misogynistic jerk, André,.

She hated that she had to put up with his new obsession for Lana; it was hard to understand how a man as smart and handsome as he was could be so stupid. Her mother always told her that looks were not everything; sometimes, character mattered too, and Andre was lacking in that aspect. The woman had been wrong about a lot of things, but she guessed she could give her this one.

She had been right. Andre was only handsome in the face and nothing else. He was not even that smart; if not, he would have rid himself of his mother’s grasps and expanded his horizons, just like Cameron.

But then again, she guessed that not all men were made for success. While others were born to succeed, others were born to just be there and lend a hand to the succeeding ones, and the others were just there to be useless. This was another wise word from her mother.

Now that she thought of it, her mother did say some wise things. The woman sure did have her moment, and if she had not been so busy hating the woman, she would have picked her out and learned a few things from her. Maybe by now, she would have amounted to something instead of chasing men around, feeding off the crumbs of their luxurious meal.

It isn’t too late to listen to your mother now. A voice in her head nags.

Kathy shut it up immediately. If she was looking for bad advice, then she knew exactly where to go. She certainly didn’t need to be getting advice from herself about matters that concerned her.

She shook her head. Where was she again? Yes, she was at the part where she was talking about how much she needed Cameron and how she always got what she wanted. As she said, her heart was set on Cameron, and she always got what she wanted. That was the main reason why she was helping that fool, André, and nothing else.

He had to admit that he was nothing without her. But he’d never say it. Sometimes, when he began his incessant nagging about his ex-wife, Lana, and how unfairly he was being treated by her, she shook her head.

If not because she was who she was, Kathy would have felt pity for the poor soul. The trauma that she had to endure at the hands of Andre and his family: Although she had contributed a great deal to that trauma herself, it was she, Kathy, who convinced Andre and his mother to make the girl sign a contract that she would stay married to Andre for only five years.

If not, Freda had been ready to send Andre to be with that girl till death did them part. But Kathy had to object. She couldn’t allow that; they needed to make space for her to come in later, and they did just that, and when it was time for the girl to go, five years later, it had been she who had been pouring petrol into the fire and urging Andre to divorce and do away with her.

Of course, she hadn’t known then that Andre and his mother, along with his devil sister, Hermione—where was she these days anyways?—would leave the poor child penniless and stranded. They really did not have a heart in that family; in its place, they had stones. They should be thankful they met her; she was their perfect match, even more than perfect.

Because, just like them, she did not have a heart. But instead of stones in their place, she was glad that she had nothing. There is no empty space left. There was no space for a heart in her, and after she was done with Andre and his family, they would never know what hit them.

For now, though, she had to pretend to be a supporting wife to Andre and a good daughter-in-law to his overhyped mother. Not because she loved him or because she wanted his money—although that was part of the reason she was still here—because if all else failed, nothing failed with Kathy, then she would need something to fall back on—she was here because of what she was going to get in return, and she had always been a good actress.

Which was why she was here now, showing up at Lana’s front door as early as seven in the morning to show off her acting skills, although they might not even notice it.

She brought her hands up and rapped on the solid oak doors, then waited. Almost two minutes later, she heard the padding of bare feet on the ground, followed by the locks on the door being drawn back.

When the door opened and she came face-to-face with Cameron, she drew in a deep breath, and if she had a heart, she was sure she would have heard it thudding in her chest. Maybe it might have even jumped into her mouth.

Cameron looked especially handsome this morning, with his ruffled hair, clean shaven chin, and narrowed eyes that reflected the morning sun. Her eyes strayed down to his sculpted chest, and she imagined what it would be like to be pressed against him, and then they went lower. She licked her lips when she saw that he was still in his briefs.

Damn, he is well-endowed in that area.

“Cam? Who’s there?” A voice sounded from inside, and she quickly darted her eyes back to his face, noting that his frown had deepened even more.

“Why are you here?” he asked as a frown perched on his face. Kathy thought he looked even more sexy. Wait, Lana. She thought. As I snatch this one too away from you,.

She flashed him his most disarming smile. He was not disarmed, but he did think she must have lost a nut by showing up here.

Kathy sighed dramatically. “I am not here to see you, as much as you think that I am.” Lie. “Don’t be disappointed; your turn will come. I am actually here to see Lana.” And maybe the kids,she thought.