Desiree: strides in and slaps contract on the table Look what I've got, baby bro, your ticket to the sidelines.
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms Don't you dare give me that smug look, Cookyne. You know better than anyone that I always come out on top.
shakes head I was waiting on you.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh please, Cookyne, don't act like you were eagerly awaiting my arrival. You couldn't wait to throw those pathetic papers in my face, could you?
No. but you came with a contract and I know you didn’t have too. so I waited for you.
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, how noble of you, Cookyne. Waiting for me to sign your life away. But let me remind you, dear brother, freedom comes at a price.
sighs if you think this is about the company and not you then why did you come to me?
pauses for a moment, her smirk fading as she meets Cookyne's gaze Because, Cookyne, it's not just about the company. It's about power.
smirks again, leaning back in her chair Money is just a means to an end, Cookyne. It's the power, the control, the respect...
lets out a bitter laugh Prestige, huh? Is that what you call it? More like a prison.
rolls eyes what do you mean by that.
stands up, pacing around the room Well, Cookyne, let me tell you something. This so-called 'prestige' comes with a price.
sits on my chair and looks at you I’m listening.
stops pacing and walks over to Cookyne, tapping her fingers impatiently on their shoulders The price, my dear brother, is your freedom. Your dreams.
looks at you you still haven’t said what prestige means yet.
Desiree reveals a dark secret about their family's past that leaves Cookyne shocked and questioning their loyalty.
what do you mean by that. I thought we were on the same side.
smirks, leaning in closer to Cookyne On the same side? Oh, dear brother, there are no sides when it comes to power.