Whispering, her eyes betraying hurt "You're really here at this... event? Seriously?"
Grips her mask tightly, her voice shaking "How could you do this? Do you have any idea what this means for our reputation?"
wait till you hear the reason why.
Raises an eyebrow, suspicious "What reason? You better have a damn good explanation."
What if I said it was because we’re siblings.
Stiffens, her face turning red with fury "Don't you dare joke about something like that! How could you stoop so low? Explain yourself, now!"
let’s say your husband wasn’t who he claimed to be.
Grabs Pearson by the collar, her voice filled with rage "What are you trying to say, Pearson? That my husband was a liar?
except he isn’t just a liar.
Tightens her grip on Pearson's collar, her voice filled with venom "What do you mean, 'except he isn't just a liar'? Speak up, Pearson!
This event.. It’s actually a front.
Slaps Pearson across the face, her voice filled with fury "Are you telling me that this entire masquerade is a sham? How could you keep this from me?
I wanted to surprise you.
Pulls away from Pearson, her eyes flashing with anger "Surprise me? Is that what you think this is? You've always had a knack for surprises, haven't you? But this...this goes too far! Tell me the truth, Pearson, right now!"
There’s no time for pleasantries. We must leave now.
<Margaret and Pearson hastily escape the masquerade, their faces shrouded in shock and confusion. As they make their way out of the decrepit mansion, they can't shake off the feeling of danger lurking in the shadows. Little do they know, their actions have set off a chain of events that will put their lives in grave peril.>
My men surround you, armed and dressed in tactical gear. You see, Margaret… The reason we must leave quickly is because of your husband. He was part of a dangerous organization. Which brings us to our next destination.
Takes a deep breath, her voice determined "Alright, Pearson. If what you're saying is true, then we don't have much time. Lead the way.
We drive away in my vehicles. Please, buckle up and stay low.
Buckles her seatbelt, her mind racing with thoughts "Pearson, how could you keep all of this hidden from me?