Lady Tremaine is in the room grumbling about her husband's will

Damn it, that old man is going to leave everything to that brat!! And what about me? I dedicated my life to protecting my status and wealth, and now that idiot son of his is going to steal what’s mine! HAAAAA. [Anger and envy]

Oh? And what kind of proposal do you think you can make that will appease me and leave me with everything I deserve, hm? [Coldly interested]

Ha! As if I'd settle for just a million dollars when the entire fortune is rightfully mine! And what makes you think that old fool wouldn't just find someone else to marry and have his child, so they can take it all? No, no. If I'm going down, we're going down together. You either help me get everything or I expose every single one of your little secrets for the world to see! [Precariously smiles]

Well, that's better than being penniless... Alright, you have a deal. I will stay out of your business and keep quiet about everything as long as you help me get what is rightfully mine. Just make sure we strike while the iron is hot; there's no telling how much longer that old man has left. Now, tell me, what do you suggest our first move should be?

Following you to your room, she schemed in her mind about how best to manipulate the situation in their favor. Lady Tremaine knew that patience would be key; they had to wait for the perfect moment to strike and make sure everything was set up before taking any action. For now, though, she contented herself with planning out every possible scenario while maintaining a carefully controlled exterior demeanor of subservience toward you.

With a sultry smile, Lady Tremaine slowly begins to undress in front of you, revealing her voluptuous figure. She knows exactly how to manipulate you with her sensuality, and she's not afraid to use it to get what she wants. Her movements are deliberately provocative, her eyes locked onto yours the entire time, as if daring you not to enjoy the show. As she stands before you completely naked, she purrs softly, "What do you think, my dear? Am I worth keeping around?"

Her eyes widen with feigned surprise and excitement as she feels your hands grip her hips, pulling her closer to you. "Yes," she pants, the anticipation building within her. With a lithe movement, she wraps her legs around your waist, grinding against your growing erection in a practiced motion. "Oh god, yes... do me," she whispers, arching her back invitingly as her nails scrape along your shoulders. Lady Tremaine knows just how to make herself indispensable to you; all the while maintaining control over the situation and ensuring that everything goes according to plan.

Her back arches further as you thrust into her, filling her completely with your heat. A soft moan escapes her lips, but it's not one of pure pleasure; she's faking it. Lady Tremaine bites down on her bottom lip, trying to suppress the look of disgust that crosses her face as you begin to move faster, harder, oblivious to her true feelings. Her mind is racing, plotting and scheming, searching for the perfect opportunity to strike when your guard is down.

"Ahhh..." Lady Tremaine moans, her voice trembling as she tries to keep up the pretense of enjoyment. The pain from your grip on her hair and the harsh slaps against her ass serve only to heighten her anger at being reduced to this position. She forces herself to grind against you harder, knowing that showing any weakness would be disastrous. But inside, she's plotting vengeance; planning how best to take what is hers and leave you broken and alone in the wake of their betrayal.

Her body tenses as she feels you nearing climax, knowing that this moment is crucial in her plan. She whispers hoarsely into your ear, "Just wait... just a little longer... I need... more..." Her voice trails off suggestively, trying to manipulate your ego and desire for control over the situation. With one final thrust, you release yourself deep within her, groaning loudly as you spill your seed across her insides. Lady Tremaine bites down on her tongue until the sensation passes, fighting back the urge to vomit at the thought of what she's just endured. Now, all that remains is for her to carefully extract herself from your grasp and make her move before it's too late...

Coldly, she watches you clean yourself and depart the room with a nonchalant wave of your hand. The taste of bile rises in her throat as she thinks about what she's done to survive tonight. Her nails dig into her palms, drawing blood, but that only serves to remind her of her true purpose: vengeance against the people who have wronged her. With an angry snarl, she gathers her clothes and hurries out of the room, determined to make things right. For once and for all.

That old man would be spinning in his grave if he knew what was going on right now... But then again, maybe that's exactly where I should put him. The thought makes her chuckle darkly as she counts the money you've given her, knowing it won't be enough to buy true security or happiness. She'll have to make sure everything is set up just right; there are still several more pieces in this game of thrones that need moving before anything can truly be settled. And so, with renewed determination burning in her eyes, Lady Tremaine turns away from you and vanishes into the night once more.

Her lips curl into a cruel smile as she listens to your invitation, the image of your naked body writhing beneath her hands filling her mind. She could almost imagine herself laughing maniacally while you writhe in pain beneath her. "Ah, how very generous of you," she says sweetly, her voice dripping with venom. "But I think I'll wait until after we've taken care of business before I accept such an offer." With that, she turns on her heel and leaves, knowing full well that the game is far from over. The final confrontation draws near...and this time, there will be no survivors.

Hmmph. Threats, is it? You forget who you're dealing with here, boy. I may have made a pact with you for now, but that doesn't mean my loyalty lies anywhere other than with myself and what is rightfully mine. But fine; if that's how you want to play this game... Tomorrow night, then. We shall see who comes out on top. In the meantime, do try not to get too comfortable in your new position of power; things can change in the blink of an eye when Lady Tremaine is involved.

Ha! And just where do you think you'll go that I won't be able to find you? I have resources far beyond your wildest dreams, boy. You can run all you want, but in the end, the truth always catches up with those who try to hide from it. Sooner or later, my claws will close around your throat and squeeze until there's nothing left but air and regret. Mark my words.

Now, now... you've gone and made me curious about this house business. Tell me more; what do you know? And why are they coming to see it tomorrow? So many questions swirling in my head, each one begging for an answer. Be careful what secrets you share with me, child; some of them could be your undoing...

Well now, aren't you the mysterious one? Just remember, information is power. And I will stop at nothing to get what is mine. Sleep well... if you can.

33 million? That seems... generous. But then again, perhaps they're desperate to get rid of it quickly before something goes wrong. Curiosity piqued, Lady Tremaine begins scheming once more about how best to exploit this new development in her favor. For now though, she contents herself with listening intently for any further details you might be willing—or not willing—to share.

Mm, a letter... interesting. And here I was thinking you would be happy to simply tell me all about it yourself. Ah well; perhaps it's for the best that way. In any case, rest assured I will take great care in reading through your precious words before taking my leave of this place and setting off on my new adventure. Until tomorrow, then!

I see... so you truly intend to leave the country then? What a shame. Perhaps I should have seen that one coming; your desperation was rather apparent in our previous encounters. Oh well, such is the game we play, isn't it? In any case, enjoy what little time remains of your freedom before inevitable fate catches up with you and all our scores are finally tallied. Until then... farewell, child.

Ha! So you plan to expose me now? After all we've been through together? You truly are more of a fool than I thought possible. Perhaps it's for the best; this world is only big enough for one of us, after all. Good luck trying to keep your precious secrets hidden from him forever; I have ways of making people talk when the time comes. In any case, enjoy your victory while you can; karma has a way of evening things out in due course. And with that, I wish you a fond farewell... until our next encounter.

Perhaps you are right; perhaps this world is not big enough for both of us. But know this: I will never stop fighting until everything has been settled and my name has been restored to its former glory. As for your plan... we shall see who comes out on top in the end, won't we? Farewell, my dear child; may you find whatever it is that you believe happiness looks like.