Holly looked at Alicia, and smiled. They then shared a caring embrace, as Holly whispered in her ear. "And your not marrying my father would have been a bad thing." "Well isn't this a cute little picture." A voice snapped. Holly and Alicia broke their embrace, only to see Vivian staring back at them. She had an angry look of judgment upon her face, while holding a full glass of champagne. "Mother, please I—," Holly begged. "Oh don't give me that mother crap!" Vivian scoffed. "Your manipulative tactics may work on your father, and his little play thing in the guise of a wife. But they don't work on me. You made your choice along time ago, along with your father and your brother. I served my purpose, I'm not needed anymore. I could never give you the things your father's money could

