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I think back to when I first began following Harris, as soon as I was old enough to read the Wall Street Journal. He was constantly trying to stir up trouble for Victor, so my dad was his biggest cheerleader. Harris was always convinced that Victor was somehow cheating; that no one could be so successful and do it honestly. When I first began working for him I too had my suspicions, based on how he had treated my family. After seeing how Trey conducts business, I know without a doubt that the rich use their high-level connections to their full advantage. That’s why they say; it’s not what you know, but who you know.
Wow, Liv is actually up. “Good morning Liv. How are you this morning?”
“Just fucking awesome,” she grumbles on her way to the bathroom. “How are you?”
“I’m fine, thanks.” God, I just love her.
Trey
I hear a knock at the door well before noon, so I naturally assume that it’s Tony. I am pleasantly surprised to find Mandy and Liv. Both of them look fantastic in their black dresses and matching high heels. I pull on my jacket and we make our way down to the limo that is waiting for us outside the hotel.
“So what did you guys do last night?” Liv asks after we get settled in the car.
“Slept,” I mutter. “I was more exhausted than I thought. I completely missed the family brunch this morning.”
“That sounds like you,” Liv teases, seeming pretty normal considering how much champagne she consumed the night before.
Upon arriving at the church, the three of us are immediately escorted into a room in the back where my whole extended family has gathered. Mom is busy introducing Dad’s fiancé to all of her relatives.
“She’s such a goddamn martyr,” aunt Margaret whispers in my ear the moment I enter the room. “Does she really need to introduce her to everyone?”
“She seems to be enjoying it,” I whisper back. She has a definite glimmer in her eye. I’m sure she wants everyone to know the whore who stole her husband of twenty-three years.
“She should really let it go,” aunt Margaret huffs back at me.
“Mom!” I shout, trying to pull her away from her shaming exercise. “Come over here, I want to introduce you.”
“Oh… hi girls!” She smiles broadly as she immediately rushes over to us. “Don’t you two look just darling? You look nice too, Trey.”
“Mom, this is Mandy and Liv.”
“Liv, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Boy you remind me of someone.” She gives me a crossways glare. “Amanda Greyson…” She pauses, taking Mandy’s hands in hers. “I honestly don’t know what to think about you.”
“Hi, Mrs. Addison,” Mandy replies with an uneasy smile.
“Oh child… call me Silvia! Since there is no longer a Mr. Addison I certainly don’t have to be referred to as Mrs.”
“I’m sorry… Silvia,” Mandy corrects herself, obviously feeling more than a little awkward.
“No need to apologize, however, you do need to join me for an informal get-together after the service. I want to get all caught up on you and your family,” she tells her, not really leaving her much of a choice.
“I can do that,” Mandy replies, glancing over at me, probably wondering what Mom has in store for her. I have honestly been wondering myself.
Sensing a growing tension, I pull the girls away and begin introducing them to all of my other relatives. I’m being vague, not introducing either of them as my girlfriend. I can tell Liv is a bit irritated by it, but I enjoy keeping the relatives guessing.
“Okay everyone!” someone, who resembles a priest, shouts over the noise of the crowd. “It’s time to line up. Silvia and Grandma let’s start with you.” Dad’s fiancé comes to the front of the line as well, but he doesn’t even acknowledge her.
“Hi, I’m Trey.” I introduce myself to her as the girls and I fall into line.
“Hi, Trey. I’m Carly,” she says, giving me a faint smile and reaching out her hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“I’m sure you have. You probably think I’m a total douche.” I feel a shutter of embarrassment thinking about how Dad must have depicted me.
“Not at all,” she whispers. “Your dad had the utmost respect for you. You have no idea how impressed he was that you would willingly walk away from everything and try to make it on your own.”
“Thanks for telling me that.” I swallow hard, choking back tears that immediately rush to the corners of my eyes.
