Jealousy is not a barometer by which the depth of love can be read, it merely records the degree of the lover's insecurity.- Margaret Mead
Lady Whitechapel had everything until her father threw the family fortune behind a well to do American company just a few years before the Great Depression hit. Her sire was so moved by her classic good looks withering in poverty that he embraced her to rescue her from squalor. Some say it was a accident others say something darker happened but once free from her sire but she accended to Primogen of Clan Toreador after his disapperence.
Presumed dead but no evidence has been found.