Amy Trevelyan is rich. She inherited her late father's Northumberland estate, although she spends most of her time in London where she lives the privileged life of a modern day socialite. She has rich friends. She has rich connections. She has rich admirers. And she has a rich husband.
She also follows an age old tradition that has fascinated many upper class ladies for centuries, from Marie Antoinette to Paris Hilton. She loves slumming it. Mixing with those poor and inferior mortals way below her high stature in society. It makes her feel good. She finds it exciting.
She likes to visit those low life clubs and bars patronised by people at the bottom of the socio-economic scale, It's entertaining. It's dangerous. It's an adventure. But that's all it is. Although she has had many lovers, she feels nothing for these people other than a morbid curiosity. At the end of the night she hurries home to the safety and opulence of her expensive penthouse apartment in Knightsbridge. Many of her young men have dared to believe that she actually cares something for them. My advice to anyone with such aspirations is 'Forget her'. She's not for you.
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