As fate would have it, I believe that I was the last journalist to interview Sumner Redstone, who died Aug. 11 at 97. In December 2013, I schlepped to his Beverly Park Terrace estate and was ushered into a room where the mogul, then 90, waited in an armchair, with his two companions, Manuela Herzer and Sydney Holland, looking on.
Within months, Redstone’s daughter, Shari, would allege that these infamous lady friends — Holland, then in her early 40s, and Herzer, then pushing 50 — had taken control of her father’s life and milked him for tens of millions. Shari was in the interesting position of saying her father had been taken to the cleaners but was still mentally fit — otherwise, the Redstones’ control of their empire might be…
