Imagine you were born in a poor family, in a poor city, in a poor country, and by the time you were 28 years old, you have so much money you can’t even count it. What do you do? You make your dreams come true.
With this family, when you’re in, you’re never quite sure that you’re in. But when you’re out, there’s no doubt at all. You’re out.
When it comes to family, when it comes to the people that we all love, we’re all vulnerable. None of us are above making a wrong decision.
When I was the Evil Queen, I spent every day not giving a damn about anyone. And in return, no one cared about me. I thought all I needed was my vengeance to keep me warm at night. But then something happened. My enemies became my family. And that’s when I finally felt happy. That is why I’m here. They need my help, and when family needs help, you step up.
Men don’t have the strategic intelligence to conduct a war between families. Men are less good at keeping secrets out of their lies.
We have one simple choice. We die here alone on our knees, or we stand up and we fight with our family.