Margot POV
I couldn’t understand why Vivien Vanderbilt was telling me all of this.
Maybe it was precisely because I was an outsider.
I had no direct stake in the Vanderbilt family, no reason to spread their private affairs, and no power to interfere.
But I was also involved in their story now, which meant I could understand what she was talking about.
Perhaps this wealthy woman simply had no better place to put all that resentment.
That was what I felt underneath everything she said.
No matter how softly she spoke, every word seemed to carry a sharp edge.
I knew I was being used as a tool.
If Rhett could use me, there was no reason his mother couldn’t.
And I wanted to understand more about the environment Rhett had grown up in.
So I followed her lead.
“Why do you say that?”
