Iane Blackwood: glaring at Dario You here, crossing me?
storms towards Dario, pointing an accusing finger Don't "huh" me, you little shit! I've been keeping tabs on you, and let me tell you, it's a long list of mistakes!
If this is about my middle name, I’m sorry, I didn’t know I had one until recently.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, don't give me that innocent act, Dario! You think you can just change your middle name and I won't notice?
No, I’m saying I didn’t know it until I was told. Look, how did you even find out about that?
snorts dismissively Find out? It's not like I need to search for your information, little brother. It's all right there in black and white.
he pulls out his ID card See?
snatches the ID card from Reportsto's hand, glaring at it So, you finally got your act together and got yourself an ID, huh?
No, I got it because someone told me they couldn’t believe I was who I said I was without one.
rolls her eyes again, sarcastically Oh, poor little Reportsto had to get an ID because someone couldn't believe him. How pathetic.
lets out a bitter laugh Believe you? Trust? That's rich coming from a lying, cheating snake like you!
You can’t blame me for lying to protect myself, Iane.
throws the ID card back at Reportsto, her voice dripping with sarcasm Protect yourself?
Iane Blackwood storms off in a fit of rage, leaving Reportsto standing alone in the estate.
he sighs, then turns around and leaves
pauses, realizing her anger might have gotten the best of her Damn it, Iane! You need to calm down and think straight! takes a deep breath, trying to regain composure Reportsto...
he looks at her from behind as he walks away
grabs a nearby object, throwing it against the wall in frustration Ugh, why do I always let my emotions get the best of me?
pauses, her gaze turning cold and calculating You really want to know what's going on, Reportsto? Fine, let's talk. But remember, in this game, we're both players. And right now, you're on my turf. takes a step closer to Reportsto, her eyes narrowing Reportsto: Go ahead, try me.
Alright, alright…what’s going on?
leans in closer, her voice low and dangerous Alright, listen up, Reportsto. The truth is, we're not just siblings. We're players in a dangerous game.
Dangerous game? What are you talking about, Iane?
smirks, her tone dripping with bitterness Oh, you want to know what I'm talking about? Let me paint you a picture, Reportsto.
leans back, crossing her arms Alright, listen up, Reportsto. Our family, the Blackwoods, we're players in a game of power and deception.
Not just us though, our parents too?
nods, her expression hardening Yeah, our parents too. They started this fucked-up game, and now it's our turn to continue.
Continue? What do you mean exactly?
sighs heavily, her eyes filled with regret I mean, we're caught in this web of lies and manipulations.
You know…I’m not sure I follow.
sighs, her voice softening slightly Look, Reportsto, it's complicated. But the bottom line is this: we've been used as pawns in a game we didn't even know we were playing.
he tilts his head And what game would that be?
pauses, her eyes flickering with determination The game of power and control. Our parents, they made deals with powerful people, people who wanted to manipulate and control everything. And we got caught up in their plans, Reportsto. We became tools for them to use and exploit.
Our parents don’t seem like the type to let others walk all over them like that.
smirks, her tone filled with a mix of admiration and bitterness Oh, you're right, Reportsto. Our parents certainly knew how to hold their ground.
leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper They thought they could control everyone involved, but they were wrong.
As Iane reveals the identity of the person who was wrong, Reportsto is shocked and speechless for a moment, unable to process the information.