Roberto stood behind her and mouthed, "Is it him?" anxiously.
Furiously, she waved him off.
Listening to the tirade on the other end of the phone, she examined her nails. She'd need a manicure soon.
"That's preposterous! Of course I love my son! Have dare you insinuate otherwise! My attorneys are drafting a proposal to the judge that I get partial visitation." Grinning, she heard Marissa in the background yelling.
"Tsk. Tsk. What would the judge say about that explosive temper of your wife's? I worry about my son in your care!"
She heard him sigh on the other end of the line.
"How much? This isn't about money! It's about my son!" Vamsi argued. "Well, we'll let the attorneys argue that. But, I know that Dierk misses me so much & would hate to hear that you practically threw money at me to keep me away!"
A click & then dial tone greeted her last sentence.
Turning towards Roberto, she smiled.
"Do you think he took the bait?" Roberto asked.
"Of course! He doesn't care if I'll actually request custody. He doesn't want his son anywhere near me!"
Vamsi playfully smacked Roberto's shoulder. "Watch it!"
"Well, hopefully within a week we'll be $50,000 richer!"
"I'll toast to that!" she giggled.
"That kid was nothing but a nuisance, but he certainly has been a cash cow for us! Thank God he's gone though! Kids are annoying!"