Even my Beverly Hills location was expanding to include a spa and conference center.
But the best part was that I had learned to trust my instincts.
When something felt wrong, I didn’t ignore it anymore.
I had installed better security systems in all my properties and hired a personal bodyguard for business trips.
Three weeks after the trial, I decided to visit Sophia in prison.
I needed closure, and I wanted to hear her explain why she had tried to kill her own sister.
The Stateville Correctional Center was a depressing place with gray walls and barbed wire fences.
Sophia looked even worse than she had in court.
Prison life was clearly not agreeing with her.
“Why did you do it?” I asked her through the thick glass window that separated us.
Sophia was quiet for a long time.
Then she finally spoke.
“You always had everything, Victoria. The good grades, the successful business, the perfect life. I was tired of being the failure sister.”
