Dexter furrowed his brows. Juliet's current behavior was eerily reminiscent of Sophia Milford's demeanor before she lost her memory.
"Peter Jones created a 'Sophia Milford', knowing you'd fall for it," Juliet said indifferently, then glanced at the time. "Dexter, I'm running out of time."
Dexter warily stared at Juliet and responded in a low tone, "Your acting isn't very convincing."
"I never claimed to be anyone." Juliet sneered, gazing at Dexter. "Are you afraid? Afraid that I might be the real Sophia Milford, knowing that everything you've said to her is just a lie?"
Dexter clenched his fists tightly.
Juliet spoke solemnly as she approached Dexter, "Dexter, you and I are born to be monsters with souls of demons. We lack emotions, destined to be free from emotional attachments."
"The emotions and love we experienced in the past were nothing but facades and imitations of ordinary people's lives. You wouldn't… actually believe it, would you?"
