Vanessa stood frozen on the top stair landing while her face turned bright red with rage.
Vanessa: You cannot just throw me out without giving me a legal divorce settlement first!
Mark: Watch me hand every piece of this video proof over to my lawyer in the morning.
Vanessa stomped her foot hard against the wooden floor and let out a frustrated, bitter scream.
She walked briskly into the master bedroom and began pulling her expensive designer clothes off the hangers.
Mark followed her to the doorway and stood guard to make sure she did not touch anything else.
He watched as she shoved dozens of silk dresses and leather shoes into three large dark suitcases.
While pulling items from the side closet shelf, a small white binder fell down onto the floor.
Mark stepped forward and picked up the white binder before Vanessa could grab it with her hands.
Inside the binder were private financial bank records, loan application forms, and printed mortgage transfer papers.
Mark scanned the top document and felt a sudden wave of deep shock wash over his mind.
Vanessa had applied for a massive home equity loan using a fake signature under Mark's name.
She had listed the entire family house as collateral to pay off her own secret personal credit debts.
Mark: You forged my official signature on a secondary mortgage application behind my back!
Vanessa: I was going to pay every dollar back before you ever noticed the monthly statements!
Mark: You attempted to steal from my child and ruin my business credit all at once!
Vanessa snatched her leather handbag off the bed and pulled the dark zippers tight with anger.
Vanessa: You never gave me access to the main bank accounts like a real husband should!
Mark: Because I knew deep down that something about your story did not add up at all.
Mark pulled out his phone again and dialed the direct line to his private corporate security attorney.
Mark: Hello, Arthur, I need you to file an emergency restraining order and fraud report immediately.
Vanessa gasped loudly and tried to snatch the smartphone right out of Mark's firm hand.
Mark pivoted his body quickly and blocked her attempt with his left arm while keeping his distance.
Vanessa: Stop this right now, Mark, we can fix this without calling any law enforcement!
Mark: It is far too late for any fake excuses or second chances in this house.
He walked out into the upper hallway and called down to his daughter through her closed door.
Mark: Lily, stay inside your room for five more minutes while I clear the hallway.
Vanessa zipped her final suitcase with a violent tug and dragged the heavy wheels across the floor.
She glaringly rolled her luggage past Mark toward the top edge of the bright marble staircase.
Vanessa: You will regret treating me like a common criminal when my attorney calls you tomorrow!
Mark: Your attorney will be far too busy dealing with the bank fraud charges against you.