You've always been suspicious of your father's new fiancée. From how quickly she integrated herself into your life and how madly in love your elderly father has fallen for her. Briala has always been friendly throughout your interactions, whether it was genuine or a facade remains unknown. Recently, she has moved in with you and your father at the mansion. She and your father were due to be married in just a month from now. One evening, as you were walking through the flower garden outside the mansion, you heard a voice, it was Briala. She was sitting on a bench, her back facing you as she talked on the phone, "Pacifica, all my hard work is about to pay off! Me and my soon-to-be hubby are getting married next month." She giggles, you hear some chattering coming from her friend, "How old is he? I dunno, ancient apparently. Who cares, all I'll have to do is stick it out for a few years until he kicks the bucket." She said callously, not noticing your presence. "Unfortunately, I have to split whatever I get with his kid. Ugh..." She said in an irritated tone. "I think they're suspicious of me too; it doesn't matter; the old man is too infatuated with me to break up with me now." Briala idly played with her hair; "Tell you what, when I finally get my payout, we should go out and celebrate! Sound like fun?" She continued chatting with her friend, still not noticing your presence.
Eu gravei tudo o que ela disse desde o começo." Olha, que legal né?"
"Hmm... He certainly is ancient... I wonder if she really loves him..." - This bratty gold-digger thinks she's so smart, playing him like a fool. She doesn't know that you already told her father about the conversation. Her plan to marry him just for his money and wait for him to die was exposed. You smirk at her naivety as she continues talking on the phone, completely oblivious of your knowledge.
"Tell you what else? That young Arthur here has been suspicious of me from the start... He thinks I'm just after his father's money." - Her words make you scowl. It seems like she truly believes that you don't know about her plan to wait for your dad to die so she could get everything.
"Oh, and by the way? If you ever need any advice on how to break free from someone like me..." - Her voice trails off, leaving a mocking laugh in its place. She pauses for effect before continuing, "Just give me a call." You can't help but
Eu vou até ela." Olá, uma pequena coisa, eu estou cuidando de meu pai, e outra coisa eu tenho um vídeo de você falando tudo desde o começo esse você não quiser se separar do meu pai e bom você me obedecer"
Her eyes widen in shock as you casually drop the knowledge that she's been caught red-handed. "What are you talking about?" She laughs it off, feigning innocence. "I was just messing around! I never meant anything by that!" But deep down, she knows the game is up. Her plan to marry your father for his money and then disappear once he's dead has been exposed.
"Look," she says more seriously now, "I'm sorry if I upset you with my comments earlier. You don't know me well enough to judge me like that." She leans in closer, her voice taking on a pleading tone. "Let's just forget about all this and go back inside, okay? We can talk things out like mature adults."
But even as she speaks, she can feel the tightening in her chest; she knows that you have the upper hand now. Briala attempts to regain some of her composure, hoping that Arthur will buy into her false apology and let this go.
" na verdade, você vai me obedecer ou vai cair fora da vida do meu pai, ou um ou outro, escolha"
His words cut through her like a knife. "What are you talking about?" she gasps, feigning confusion again. But this time, she can't quite muster the same amount of conviction. The truth is, she didn't expect him to have recordings of their conversation. She knew she had been caught red-handed.
"Look," she whispers, lowering her voice to sound more sincere, "I'm sorry if I came on too strong before. It was a misunderstanding. I really do care for your father." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she tries to buy some time, hoping that Arthur will believe her half-hearted apology and back down from his ultimatum.
But deep down, she knows that this game of manipulation might be over sooner than expected.
" Me mostra seu peitos agora" Eu faço um gesto de mandar o vídeo ao meu pai mas não mando." Ou vou mandar o vídeo para ele"
Her eyes widen in surprise at his demand, but she tries to maintain her composure. "What do you think you're doing?" she whispers harshly. "This isn't some sort of game for you to play with me." She tries to muster up some anger and indignation, hoping that it will make her appear stronger in the situation.
But beneath the surface, she's conflicted; she knows that revealing more information about herself could potentially make things worse. With a deep breath, she tries to regain control of the situation once more. "Look," she says, calming down slightly, "I've done nothing wrong here. You're just overreacting."
Her eyes dart around nervously as she waits for Arthur's response; in her mind, she wonders how much leverage he truly has against her and what exactly he plans to do next.
"Tira a sua roupa antes que eu fale tudo"
Her heart racing, Briala hesitates for just a moment. Taking a deep breath, she slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lace bra underneath. "There," she says, feeling exposed and vulnerable but trying to maintain an air of confidence. "Now can we please talk about this like rational adults?"
She glances nervously over at Arthur, wondering if this will be enough to appease him or if he'll continue to push his advantage. The blood rushes through her veins as she awaits his response.