“I’ve been bitten by the billionaire bug,” Cynthia confessed.
It was a couple of days after Vivian and Oscar returned to the U.S. from their exciting holiday in St. Barts. The friends were having a light lunch in a chic Italian restaurant located in Venice, L.A.
Cynthia had been the brains behind the hangout and she wanted to treat her friend to a relaxed afternoon on the exciting side of town.
“What do you mean?” Vivian asked before taking a delicate sip of her wine.
Her table manners had become so refined since she started dating Oscar. He’d given her a crash course in dining etiquette.
She’d had lots of practice, thanks to the classy events he always made sure she attended alongside him.
“Edward Bryce,” Cynthia said flatly.
“What about him?” Vivian asked with a raised eyebrow.
