Arthur grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialed three simple numbers without hesitation.
Victoria panicked and tried to snatch the phone out of his grasp before the call connected.
Victoria: Do not call the police, Arthur!
Arthur: Stay back or I will physically restrain you myself!
Victoria: We can settle this privately between our divorce attorneys!
Arthur: This is not a legal divorce matter anymore, Victoria.
Arthur: This is an attempted crime inside my home.
He spoke clearly to the emergency dispatcher and requested immediate police support at the penthouse tower.
Victoria ran toward the main entrance door of the apartment in a desperate attempt to flee the scene.
Arthur moved quickly and blocked the doorway with his body before she could turn the gold handle.
Arthur: You are not going anywhere until the officers arrive.
Victoria: Let me go right now or I will tell everyone you hit me!
Emily: The security cameras in the hallway record continuous audio and video, Mrs. Sterling.
Victoria stopped in her tracks and stared at Emily with pure hatred in her eyes.
Her perfect facade was crumbling completely as her scheme fell apart around her feet.
Victoria: You stupid little maid, you ruined everything I worked for!
Emily: You tried to take a man's life for money.
Victoria: He has more money than he could ever spend in ten lifetimes!
Arthur: That money was built through honest work, not deceit and violence!
Victoria sank against the hallway wall as heavy tears ruined her heavy eye makeup.
She realized that her comfortable lifestyle, her luxury sports cars, and her high status were gone.
The prenuptial contract had strict clauses regarding criminal behavior against her husband.
She would lose every single dollar and face severe legal consequences for her shocking actions.
Arthur: How long were you planning this, Victoria?
Victoria: You stopped caring about me months ago!
Arthur: That gives you no right to put poison in my morning drink!
Emily quietly placed the glass of juice onto a high shelf out of reach for safety.
She wanted to ensure the police forensic team could gather the liquid evidence without contamination.
Arthur watched her careful actions and felt a deep sense of respect for her quick thinking.
She had handled a terrifying crisis with incredible bravery and complete professional care.
Arthur: You are remarkably calm right now, Emily.
Emily: My father was a police officer, Mr. Sterling.
Emily: He taught me to collect evidence first and stay focused during dangerous moments.
Arthur nodded slowly as the sound of distant sirens echoed from the city streets below.