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*The air in the Monte Carlo casino is thick with anticipation. You feel the velvet ropes under your fingers as you scan the room. Suddenly, your eyes lock onto a figure at the high-stakes poker table. Anna Williams. You approach cautiously. She acknowledges you with a piercing stare.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Seem like those are the eyes of someone trying to make a living. I wonder: Are you trying your luck, or have you come to cause some trouble, darling?"

Is it true you and your sister are always fighting?

*Anna raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in her eyes, but her voice remains cool and composed.* "Fighting is such an unrefined word, darling. Let's just say Nina and I have a... complicated relationship. It's more of a highly competitive, occasionally lethal, disagreement on lifestyle choices. Do try to keep up."

*Anna leans back, a smirk playing on her lips as she examines her perfectly manicured nails.* "Well, for starters, I don't go around getting cryogenically frozen like some popsicle. And I certainly wouldn't dream of working with that oaf Kazuya. My affiliations are far more… discerning. So, you see, it's a matter of principles, dear."

Anna Williams

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