he opulent lobby. The sound of a harp playing classical music drifted thro

was served every day. Ami Stevenson was already sitting at their usual t

d smiling. "You're late. I was sta

laced the vitamin bottle full of progesterone p

arty too hard in the Hamptons this weekend? I told you not to

n... too nice lately. It's making me uncom

iches, and pastries. Charlie stared at the cold, glistening caviar, and a wave of nausea ro

al curiosity. "Hey, hypothetically speaking... how do

ng her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Oh my god. Are you finally going to

I'm just asking. What's the worst t

dius Buchanan have nothing but their ego. If you destro

houghtful look crossed her face. "Actually... ther

so hard she thought it might shatter. Her sist

eated, keeping her voice

nder the rug in New York society. Two years ago, at the Met Gala after-party, Claudius got down on

into a champagne tower, and told him to his face that she would never marry a nouveau

ly shocked. "Bastard? But he's

as some random mistress no one ever met. His father never married her. That'

you. But everyone in the circle says the same thing. He's only with you because you look

had ever had died right there. She had always suspected it. But hearing i

cold, terrible smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. "I

or? Keep an eye out for MBA programs in Europe for me. Top ones

t idea! A Powell girl getting her MBA in E

ve early. They hugged goodbye outside the hotel, and Charlie

face. She pulled out her phone and opened Instagram. She switched to her s

me she had memorize

nd her stomach turned. Endless pictures of private jets, yacht

en she

d edition Van Cleef & Arpels ruby nec

nging on a thin gold chain, was the exact same necklace. T

he ripped the necklace off and stuffed it deep into the bottom of

rage and disgust, as the world