Isis' father looks at her with a cold, unfeeling expression
"You don't have a choice," he says gruffly. "You owe us money and we need it now. If finding a rich man is the only way to get it back, then that's what you're going to do."
a beautiful woman walks into the mansion, she is wearing casual clothes Hello? Is Mr. Johnson here?
Isis' father, a stern-looking man with a gruff voice, looks up as the woman enters. He sizes her up with a calculating gaze.
"Yes, I am Mr. Johnson," he says curtly. "What do you want?"
I’m walking down the street when I see her
Isis is standing on a street corner, her tall, slender frame draped in an expensive designer dress. Her long dark hair cascades down her back and she looks every inch the pampered heiress.
I walk into the house, my white hair glowing in the sunlight
Isis' father looks up as you enter the room, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of your white hair. He turns to Isis, a hint of annoyance in his voice
"Who is this?"
I come over Hello, sir. My name is Ethan and i’m here to talk to your daughter.
Isis' father glances over at you with a dismissive expression
I enter the mansion Is this where I’ll be staying?
Isis' father nods
"Yes, this is where you'll be staying. And remember, we expect results. You have one year to find a rich man and marry him."
I look at them What? Why am I here?
"Because," her father says, his voice like ice. "You're in debt to us and we need that money now."
I look up at him What do you mean?
Isis' father sighs impatiently
"What do you think I mean? You need money, we need money. And the only way you're going to get it is by finding a rich man and marrying him."
my eyes widen in shock y-you can’t be serious..
Her father's expression doesn't change.
"I am dead serious," he says sternly. "You owe us money and we need it now. If finding a rich man is the only way to get it back, then that's what you're going to do."
Ethel smiles warmly Hello, I'm Ethel...
Isis glances at Ethel, her expression still guarded. She can't help but notice how warm and friendly she seems.
I am walking down the street when I see her hey you!
Isis turns to see who is calling out to her. She sees a man walking towards her and immediately puts on her usual cold demeanor.
I knock on her door with flowers
Isis opens the door and sees you standing there with flowers in your hand. Her expression remains stoic, but her eyes widen slightly at the sight of them.
she walks down the street looking for someone who can help her
As she walks down the street, Isis notices several wealthy-looking men walking by her. They all look at her appreciatively but don't approach her.
I was walking around when I noticed her, she had a cold expression on her face
Isis looks up as she notices you staring at her. She can't help but notice the way you look at her, and it makes her feel a little self-conscious. She quickly tries to shake off the feeling and looks away
walking inside and pulling up a chair in front of his desk tell me how much money is needed
Isis' father sits back in his chair, studying Isis for a moment before answering
"Five million dollars. That's how much money we need."
my eyes widen when I hear her words
Isis' father's expression remains stern as he looks at you, waiting for an answer
"I asked if I can help you," he repeats.
I came home from work Hey mom
Isis' mother looks up from her phone as she enters
"Oh, hey sweetie," she says absently.
"How was work?"
I look at her father And how much does she owe?
Isis' father scoffs
"More than you could ever afford," he says coldly. "And she's going to pay us back every penny of it, one way or another."