Margot POV
I believed Simone when she said that if she’d had enough money, she wouldn’t have been stingy with us.
I’d received expensive toys and clothes from her when I was young.
But Simone had always loved herself more than anything else.
She could be generous, but only after she’d made sure she had enough for herself.
In every major decision she’d made, she’d chosen herself. Even when doing so hurt the people closest to her.
In Simone’s eyes, I wasn’t her precious child, the person she loved unconditionally.
My greatest value had been my usefulness as leverage against Gerald Hargrave, whether she wanted affection from him or money.
And once I stopped being useful, I’d become a burden she’d left with Ellen and Grandpa.
Currently, it no longer mattered to me whether I hated Si
