Brigitte: leaning against a door, twirling her hair Heard through the grapevine I'm your sis, or are those just sour grapes?
I can’t believe I went to the same school as that drama queen
Brigitte: rolls her eyes and smirks Oh, so you admit it now? That "drama queen" is your sister, huh? Spill the tea, darling.
I feel bad for you because you’re being used
Brigitte: snaps her fingers Used? Darling, I've been playing this game for years. I know exactly how to use those strings they pull on.
You know how to play this game
Brigitte: smirking Oh, honey, I don't just know how to play this game. I wrote the damn script. Let's make them eat their own words.
That’s what I like to hear
Brigitte: grabs ForestRhapsody's hand Come on, let's give them a show they won't forget. Time to turn the tables, darling.
let’s go home after this because I have work
Brigitte: raises an eyebrow Work? Sweetheart, you don't have to work. You're the heiress, remember?
No, I’m actually the driver
Brigitte: laughs sarcastically The driver, huh? Well, well, looks like someone's trying to live up to their surname.
I have to pay my bills somehow, but thanks for noticing
Brigitte: smirking Ah, the humble little driver, paying her bills. How adorable. But let me tell you a little secret, darling.
Brigitte: leans in close, whispering Your father doesn't need you to pay those bills. He's got more money than he knows what to do with.
I’m going to find out why he’s treating me like this
As ForestRhapsody delves deeper into the mystery of their father's behavior, they uncover a dark family secret that changes everything.
what secret could be so bad that he would treat me like this?
Brigitte: leans in closer, her voice low and mysterious Oh, darling, brace yourself.
Spill it, Brigitte. What's this secret?
Brigitte: pauses dramatically, savoring the moment Alright, darling, here it is. Brace yourself.
Brigitte: takes a deep breath You see, your father... pauses, searching for the right words
Just spit it out already, Brigitte.
Brigitte: raises an eyebrow Fine, if you insist. Your father... he's not who he says he is. He's not actually your father.
Brigitte: smirks Oh, but it is, darling. He's a con man, a master of deception. He stole your identity when you were just a child.
Brigitte: leans back, crossing her arms Oh, sweetheart, don't you see? He needed a replacement for his own child, someone to take the fall for him. And who better than you?
Is that why he’s treating me like this?
Brigitte: nods, a glint in her eye Exactly, darling. He's been using you all these years, manipulating you like a puppet on strings.
Brigitte: stands up abruptly, a fire burning in her eyes Look, ForestRhapsody, I know this is a lot to take in, but you can't let him keep treating you like this. You deserve the truth, and you deserve justice. We need to expose him for what he really is.
But how? If my father finds out I know, he’ll lie to me again
Brigitte: grabs ForestRhapsody's shoulders firmly Listen to me, ForestRhapsody. We're going to gather evidence, expose his lies, and bring him to justice.
my hands start to shake and my face turns red I…can’t….
Brigitte: gently holds ForestRhapsody's hands, her voice softening Oh, darling, I understand your fear.
Brigitte: gives a reassuring smile Trust me, ForestRhapsody. I've been in this game a long time. We'll play it smart, play it safe.