"You know, Mrs. Beatrice..." Celine said. "This world always operates according to the very just law of cause and effect. The best place for people who love to create poison is, in the end, a place that isolates them from the outside world."
Beatrice looked up. Her bulging eyes flashed with rage mixed with deep horror. The woman screamed. "You... you're trying to threaten me?!"
"Our family will never bow to the threats of a lowly servant like you!"
"Threaten? Why would I go to the trouble of doing something so exhausting?" Celine retorted.
"I'm just setting up a grand stage. A stage where you can reflect on the past in profound silence. You don't need to worry about how to pay off all your remaining debts."
"The cost of the three years of care you provided me back then... I'll make sure it's paid in full, with interest. And the best place to start paying it off... is today."
