Two days later.
Back in the city, at a prestigious golf club.
Five beautiful adies sat on a table in their golf outfits sharing some nice chatter over tea and biscuits. Their ages ranged from late forties to late fifties but most of them seemed to look ten years younger. They all belonged to some of New York's richest families but two women especially stood out in this group. It was Zach's mother, Mrs. Victoria Frost and, Mrs. Kristen Howell. Both women came from families whose companies were practically on top of the food chain.
The women had frowns on their faces as they listened to their friend, Stephanie, pour out her problems. "Since his business failed, he's been down and doesn't want to pick up the pieces. Now it's one fight after the other with his father. Ladies, I'm really not having it easy."
"It must be hard on you", Rebecca sympathized while patting her friend's hand. The other three nodded in agreement.
