Andrew,

e. I spent my entire life, my fortune, and my father's legendary name to build a golden path for him.

was finally free from his materialistic, power-hungry mother. He preached about earning one's own

a saint. They called

ating weight of failure, the bitter tast

opened

as thick with the familiar scent of old money and political maneuvering. My husband, Cong

oth and rehearsed. "We need to discuss th

t wrong the first time. The pivotal mome

Andrew, to be named the political heir. I argued that Ethan, Matthew' s son from his first

ch stock-the legacy of my father, the real source of this family'

ring he had no interest in the "trappings of power." He played the reluctant prince, fo

tle over me. I looked at Matthew, my husband in name only, a

im a ser

right, M

n, devoid of the

position, the legacy... it