At 2 A.M. My Son Texted Me Not to Come to My Own Grandson’s Birthday — He Forgot I Secretly Own the $10 Million House He Was Banning Me From
“But I need you awake.
It’s time.
I want full control of the Westside property restored.
Activate the eviction clause, and terminate their residential agreement, effective immediately.”
There was a silence on the line, and then the rustle of sheets as Eric sat up in his bed, fully awake now, because he understood at once what I was saying and what it would mean.
“Betty,” he said carefully.
“We built the nuclear option into that contract for a reason, and I’ve never once regretted it.