Margot POV
For the next few days, Rhett left early and came home late.
A heavy silence seemed to follow him everywhere.
He spoke less, spent most of his time dealing with one problem after another, and carried a tension I had never seen in him before.
I started getting up early just to have breakfast with him.
At night, I waited until I heard his car pull in before I could settle down enough to sleep.
But Rhett barely had the attention to spare.
I knew he was under enormous pressure.
I also knew there was almost nothing I could do to help, and that helplessness hurt more than I expected.
Grandpa's death had been kept completely confidential.
The market was closed for the holiday, which gave the Vanderbilt family a few precious days to deal with the fallout before investors
