Chapter 56

"You're overthinking it," Elliot said casually, in that usual indifferent tone of his. "I just don't want her to crash and burn too fast. That'd be boring." Vincent rolled his eyes, sarcasm cutting through his words. "Save that story for someone else. Lying to me is one thing, but don't kid yourself." Elliot shot back, "If you've got so much free time, maybe check in on Sophia." Before Vincent could respond, Elliot added coolly, "Oh, wait—I forgot. You can't even get past her door, can you?" Vincent: "..." He grabbed a bottle of Romanée-Conti, poured himself a glass, and downed it like water. Then he muttered, "Now that Victoria and Charisse have had their lovely introduction, I bet Victoria's already dug up everything on Charisse. Wouldn't be shocked if she stumbled onto your little history too." "She won't," Elliot said without missing a beat. "I get it—the Grant family wiped your record squeaky clean. No one knows you were practically raised in the Walton house. But come on, Victori