“Let’s change the subject. Ms. Holly, you’re from Squirrel Hill, an expensive suburb of Pittsburgh, correct? Perhaps the most expensive. Is it fair to say your family has a lot of money?”

Diana grins for the first time. “Well, there’s money and then there’s money.”

The jury laughs. Diana must’ve picked up Eleanor’s catchphrase from Billy. If Eleanor recognizes it, she doesn’t show it. She stares ahead, brick faced.

DeFiore isn’t amused. “I’m not sure what you mean. Are you implying that your family is wealthy, but your parents—and you, I assume—have higher financial goals? Is that why they named you Diana and call you ‘princess’? For the Princess of Wales?”

“No. Lots of parents call their daughters ‘princess.’ It’s a term of endearment.”

“Did your family have royal aspirations? To be New York royalty, like, say, the Quinns?”

Diana chuckles nervously. “Of course not.”

“But they did encourage you to date my client so that you might benefit financially?”

“No. I mean, yes, they encouraged me to date Billy, but only because they liked that he was smart and headed to medical school. My dad is a heart surgeon.” She looks up for a second, searches for her father in the gallery.

“But didn’t your father say he was suspicious of Billy? That in fact he didn’t like him?”

“I don’t remember.”

“Ms. Holly, did you have designs on my client’s money?”

“No.”

“But you testified you were seduced by his wealth, that he was irresistible. You also testified that on the night you were with his family, his sister Cassie caught you wandering through their house, gaping at the rooms. Correct?”

“Objection!” the DA shouts.

“No, I never said his sister found me wandering through their house.”

“Oh, my mistake. But you did walk through the Quinns’ house before dinner, correct?”

“Yes, I did.”

“So, you were impressed by the Quinns’ home?”

“Of course. Anyone would be. The Valmont is a landmark building. It’s a historic apartment.”

“But you weren’t interested in the Quinns’ money?”

“No, not at all. I understood their money had nothing to do with me.”

“But it would if you and my client got married, correct?”

“If we got married, I’d have to sign a prenuptial agreement.”

“Which you knew because you and my client had discussed the future, correct?”

“Yes. At the start of the relationship, we talked about a lot of things.”

“Did you talk about the future on the night you were with his family in November?”

“We may have. I don’t remember.”