"Are we friends?" A sneer appeared on Annie's face, which then turned cold. She stared directly at Claire and said, "No, we are not friends. People of the Pompo Family do not have friends.
Each of you considers us, the Pompo Family, to be the tumor of Saint Louis City, brutal rulers, greedy profit-takers. In truth, we are exactly that. How can we have friends? All we have are enemies or... potential enemies."
As she spoke, Annie stood up, step by step approaching Claire, staring into her eyes and asked, "I want to ask you now, are you preparing to be a potential enemy of the Pompo Family, or an outright enemy?"
Claire widened her eyes, a bit intimidated by Annie's aura, and with a slightly pale face she stood up, retreating step by step towards the door and said, "Annie, you misunderstood me, I just wanted your help, not to provoke you. Please... don't be angry, take your time with your meal, I have some things to attend to, I'll take my leave."
