Chapter 416: What He Planned
"What kind of game are you playing?"
Ralph’s hands pointing at her shook a little.
"Dig in, now!"
"Games?" Talia snorted. "I can be honest now that you’ll kill me. That camera is still recording and you’ll make sure my grandpa will watch it, right? Ah! For once I can speak my truth and I feel liberated already!" she was chirpy.
"Ralph," Talia sat hugging her knees. "I can understand your pain, you know... I get why you want to get back at my grandpa... I want to get back at him too. I gave up so much to inherit the Northern Star," she fisted her hands.
"Do you know how many enemies I have because of him? Even you – my cousin... I understand you don’t want to do all these to me... You spent your adult life trying to get back at my grandpa and hurt me... You even went and collected goat urine and what is this... Elephant dung?" She couldn’t help making a dig at him.
Her stomach ached. She rubbed it to soothe herself. She felt alone and scared. She wanted to just sit and cry, but she knew it won’t help her. She wanted to try everything to escape.
"I admire your persistence, and...I understand why you do it all." She nodded her head affirming him. She could see his hand holding the gun slowly getting down and the muzzle wasn’t even pointing at her anymore.
Talia smirked in her heart seeing him looking at her and this time he really wanted to hear her speak.
Even psychopaths like to hear praises of them it seems!
She continued. "He abandoned me when I killed Cyrus and as if he planned it all along, just gave the company to that Arthur! Can you imagine? To a Boswell – the arch-nemesis of the Brunton family for centuries! I bet our ancestors are rolling in their graves" she sighed.