Eighteen
“He will want to marry you. Me, he will ask to be his mistress,” Mirabelle said, with lazy conviction. She sipped her cocktail and exchanged an amused look with Cinzia. “I understand why Aleksi chose Dimitri. It’s not like he had other options, but Bett and Phin chose poorly despite much better options.”
“Do you think Phin tried to…change his choice there at the end?” Cinzia ran a finger around the rim of her glass.
“To the children’s book author? No.” Mirabelle shook her fair head. “If he had, he’d have changed his trust, shifted the money. Giving Nell the ring was a message to Claude that anyone was better than he was. That’s all.”
“You are probably right.” She uncrossed, then crossed her long, bare legs and stretched a little. The water looked deliciously cool, but it was a
