Greene Hills

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Is that an Altima?
How cute.

Form:
Name: (Your God-given one. Not the one you use at the club.)
Age: (It's all right to fib a little here.)
Relationship Status: (This isn't Facebook, honey.)
$$$: (How much? And how'd you get yours? You might not think it's important...but it is.)
Vocation: (Oh, you're a lawyer? Partnered? No? Oh...lovely.)
Children: (Tell us about the little buggers.)
Appearance: (Looks definitely are everything.)

Etienne Harvey
Name: Etienne Harvey
Age: 42
Relationship Status: Widower
$$$: 23.8 mill. in savings.
Vocation: CEO of Benson's Electronics, $3,654,987 a year.
Children: Emily, 14.
Appearance:



Cherie Tavern
Name: Cherie Tavern
Age: 35
Relationship Status: Married (Jefferson Tavern)
$$$: Married into it. Pre-nup: 20% of Jeff's yearly income alimony.
Vocation: Housewife. Interior Decorator, $435,845 a year.
Children: Jeremy, 16. Mary Anne, 15.
Appearance:

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Jefferson Tavern
Name:Jefferson Tavern
Age: 37
Relationship Status: Married (Cherie Tavern)
$$$: 22.9 million saved, 15 million to come once father passes.
Vocation: Partner of Tavern & Henly Law (best for towns
around), $2,543,921 a year.
Children: Jeremy, 16. Mary Anne, 15.
Appearance:

Quinn Ashworth
Name: Quinn Ashworth
Age: 30
Relationship Status: Married (Oliver Ashworth)
$$$: 2.5 million in savings
Vocation: Housewife. Partner of Hensworth Country Club,
$305,891 a year.
Children: Tony, 12.
Appearance:

[leeeeeeeah]

Name: Sofia Capel
Age: 32
Relationship Status: Single, never married.
$$$: 13.6 mill. in savings, most of which came from an unexpected inheritance from her grandmother.
Vocation: Owner of Caliente, a successful makeup company. $2,890,450 a year.
Children: Amanda, 7.
Appearance:




Name: Oliver Ashworth
Age: 39
Relationship Status: Married (Quinn Ashworth)
$$$: 29.7 mill. in savings.
Vocation: CEO of Psyche, a major record label. $3,593,209 a year.
Children: ?
Appearance:

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Cherie
In one hand, I held a Saran-wrapped plate of Melba toasts and hummus, and with the other, I held my cell phone and slapped away Jeremy's outstretched hand. "These are for the barbecue," I said for the sixteenth time since we'd left the house. Jeremy glared at me and I quirked an eyebrow; behind us, Mary Anne's phone vibrated, and she proceeded to text Whoever back, the touch screen of her phone pressing the virtual keys silently. I held Jeremy's gaze for another moment, my eyes narrowing. "You don't need these anyway. Doesn't practice start in a week or two?" Jeremy's lips tightened as his phone binged in his pocket. I smiled sweetly and turned away, peering down the sidewalk and realizing that we were here. "Mary Anne. Ring the bell, please." She did so without glancing up or saying a word. We waited for the gate to open before proceeding.

Etienne
Emily was quiet by my side as the Ashworths' butler ushered us into the foyer. He offered to take my suit jacket, but I declined the offer, smiling tightly and gripping my daughter's shoulder tightly when the patio doors opened and I spotted Quinn and Oliver. "Afternoon," I called out, giving a short wave and walking Emily forward. She nodded mutely at the Ashworths and looked away almost immediately.