"Listen close, and listen well, my dear. Because I am only going to say this once." You sat up straighter as Josephine began. "There is an unruly world that we live in that involves hungry powered men. All seemingly different, yet they desire the same thing...money, control, sex. You name it." She walked the space in front of your chair. A prestigious woman she was. You could clearly understand why many respected her. She was someone who you admired to be. She was your mere inspiration if you must.
"Now these men, they all rise in that higher power status. They got their luxurious houses, the fancy cars, the women that they prey after." Josephine rolled her eyes at that. "They got it all my dear. And when men have it all it becomes an easy target for us to praise them upon." She paused and cupped your chin. "Tell me, Y/n... Why are women better suited to the con than men?"
"Cause we're used to faking it?" You shrugged nonchalantly.
Josephine pursed her lips as she became assumed by your answer. "Well yes...but not quite what I was looking for." She shook her finger in a 'no' motion. "It all comes down to one universal truth. No man will ever believe a woman is smarter than he is. We will always be underestimated and that is what we use against them."
"So what does this have to do with me?"
"You, my dear, are the key." Josephine smiled down at you.
"The key?" You raised your brow in confusion. "Key to what?" You turned around in your chair as she walked over to her bookshelf.
"The key to helping me get something of mine back." Josephine walked over with a binder. She opened it up to a certain page and held it out for you to inspect. "See that my dear?"
"Yeah...it's a necklace?" You muttered.
"This isn't just any ordinary necklace. This is the ruby red or as they like to call it the Rosette. It is very old and very precious." Josephine caressed the picture with her hand.
"How much is it's worth?" You eyed her curiously.
"Oh, you know...about 8.1 million." She brushed it off as if the price was nothing.
"Excuse me?" You gaped at her. "T-That's more then I could ever get..." You trailed off suddenly feeling down. You only stole what you could conjure at the time. Tricking and robbing desperate and needy men who were willing to 'help' sort out a money problem of yours just like that. You could never reach the luxury life Josephine revolved around. "This is insane..." You looked down at your lap.
"I didn't bring you here just to use your 'gift', my dear. But I must say you can fool any man like no other." She chuckled to lighten the mood a bit. "I was impressed by your work of art. Pure talent might I say."
"Yeah...I guess once you're left fending for yourself for so long in this big world, well you tend to pick up of few things." You muttered. It was quiet for a second then you spoke up again. "This is all I know, Joesphine. This is how I provide for myself. It's not always fun and games for me. Sometimes it's a necessary cause, even if it may be wrong at times." You looked at her eyes.
"You're special, Y/n." You scoffed and rolled your eyes. "Believe me, I see something in you that no one else can."
"Like what?"
"Me." You slowly turned your head to stare at her. "I see a lot of myself in you. You remind me so much of myself when I was a bit younger. You got that charm and spark inside of you. And you can do so much good with it. You can do a lot of good for yourself."
"Yeah right..." You shook your head in disbelief.
"The only way to go...is up, my dear." Josephine patted your knee, gave you a genuine smile and walked out the room leaving you to your thoughts.
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