Victoria stood in the center of the hall, trembling with rage.
She looked at Clara with pure venom dripping from her words.
Victoria: You think you won, but you have nothing here.
Clara: I have Julian's heart, which you never respected.
Julian: Security, remove her from the property grounds immediately.
The two guards moved forward to escort Victoria out.
Victoria slapped one guard's hand away with a loud shriek.
Victoria: Do not touch me, you worthless hired help!
Julian: You are facing total legal prosecution for assault today.
Victoria: You would actually file charges against your own sister?
Julian: You physically attacked Clara on security video footage.
Victoria turned her eyes up to the camera near the ceiling.
The small red light flashed continuously in the bright daylight.
She realized every single move had been recorded in high definition.
Her face went completely pale beneath her heavy bronze makeup.
Clara: We asked you to come in peace today, Victoria.
Victoria: I will never accept a poor country girl here.
Julian: Then you will never step foot in Dallas again.
Julian took Clara's hand and held it firmly in his.
He guided her toward the broad curve of the grand staircase.
Victoria stepped into their path once more with desperate fury.
Victoria: I will take away your inheritance through my lawyers!
Julian: Our prenup and family trust documents are completely solid.
Clara: Please just leave before things get even worse for you.
Victoria looked at the solid wall of security standing ready.
She turned around sharply, her heels clicking loudly on marble.
She marched toward the massive open double doors of the hall.
Victoria: This is not over, Julian!
Julian: It was over the moment you crossed my bride.
The heavy oak doors slammed shut behind her retreating figure.
The room suddenly felt quiet, calm, and peaceful once more.