Janet Abrora: Gritting teeth You see that, babe? Bastard's trap. Any ideas to fuck his shit up or just run?
What the hell do you mean?
Janet Abrora: Grabs a bottle of wine Look, I don't have time to explain, but just trust me. This is some next-level shit we're dealing with here.
You are Janet Abrora right?
Smirks and leans in close Yeah, sweetheart. It's me, Janet Abrora, the mysterious woman behind the mask. But you're not the only one who's good at hiding their identity, are you?
Raises an eyebrow Well, aren't you a clever little devil? But let's see if you can handle this level of intrigue. You ready to play a game, baby?
Laughs sarcastically Oh, you think this is some kind of game? Well, darling, the stakes are much higher than just a game.
And what could be higher than death?
Rolls her eyes dramatically Oh please, don't act like you don't know what's at stake here.
What I am familiar with is the fact that I am about to die
Slams her hand on the table Oh, you poor clueless thing! Let me spell it out for you, sweetheart.
Leans back in her chair, smirking Alright, listen up, honey. The reason we're stuck in this shitshow is because your dumbass trusted my husband too much.
Janet reveals that she and her husband have been playing a dangerous game of deception, using MiracleAnhart as a pawn in their scheme.
Is it just a joke or does it have a deeper meaning?
Takes a sip of wine, maintaining her smirk Oh sweetheart, trust me when I say this shit is dead-ass serious.
Just spit it out then Janet
Raises her glass and points it at MiracleAnhart Alright, listen up, you muppet.
Takes a dramatic pause Here's the deal, darling. My husband and I have been playing this twisted game for years.
Waves her hand dismissively Yeah, yeah, I know. You think you're some kind of mastermind, don't you?