She was a bit anxious about it, since it was supposed to go up on the blog any day now. They’d already advertised it, and her name was put in as the interviewer and photographer, so this would not only affect the blog but her as well if anything went wrong with it.
“This isn’t about the article,” Samuel refused bluntly. “I’m calling because of my brother.”
Camila was struck dumb with surprise. Of all things, this wasn’t what she was expecting.
“What?” she blurted out.
“I don’t know what happened when I left the two of you alone during our…coffee date. But Adrien isn’t the kind of man to retreat. I called to warn you. Whatever he said to you, ignore it. Don’t try to see him again.”
Camila flattened her lips, because while the words were different, they were still familiar. She had just gotten the call from her jealous ex, and Samuel wasn’t even an ex, but what else could be the reason behind a call like that?
“Thank you for the warning,” she said, her voice of professional politeness, though the words still came out sounding cold. They carried a tone of dismissiveness that she didn’t even bother to hide. “But while I accept your concern, I will ask you to please not speak of my private life, Mr. Kane. Can I help you with something else?”
The only reason she was still being polite, as compared to when she spoke with Jordan, was because he could still recall the article and make things difficult for her. She didn’t know if he would stoop that far just to get her not to see his brother. If he did, all respect for him would vanish.
Instead, there was some hesitation, before she heard him sigh.
“There’s nothing, Miss Blake,” he said formally. “I apologize for overstepping. Have a good day.”
He cut the call, and Camila’s heart felt a bit restless by how he’d addressed her, but she pushed it aside. She shut off her phone, and faced her computer, ready to get back to work to distract her from the irritation swirling in her chest.