The words on the legal paper burned into Mark's mind.
Three years ago, his wealthy father had passed away suddenly.
Eleanor had handled all the legal paperwork with the family lawyer.
She had told Mark that his father died deeply in debt.
Mark had worked double shifts for years to pay off old bills.
He had put a heavy mortgage on their current home.
Now he held the genuine original copy of the last will.
The document clearly stated that a multi-million dollar trust fund existed.
It was meant to be passed down directly to Mark and his children.
Mark: You stole my family inheritance?
Eleanor: I did it to protect our family's future!
Mark: You lied to me for three whole years!
Eleanor: Your father was going to put conditions on that money!
Mark: What are you talking about?
Eleanor: He wanted to place the entire trust fund in a strict lockbox until the kids turned twenty-five!
Eleanor: We needed that money right away to buy this mansion!
Mark: So you forged his final papers?
Eleanor fell silent and pressed her lips tightly together.
Lily stepped closer to her father and held onto his coat.
Lily: Daddy, why was Mommy hiding papers in the wall?
Mark: Go up to your bedroom with your brother right now, sweetie.
Leo: Are you going to be okay, Dad?
Mark: Yes, buddy, take your sister upstairs and lock your room door.
The kids ran quickly up the carpeted stairs.
Mark turned back to face Eleanor with cold, quiet anger.
Mark: You dragged our daughter because she saw this safe?
Eleanor: She opened the door while I was sorting the files!
Mark: She is a child, Eleanor!
Eleanor: She was going to show you the papers, Mark!
Mark: You cared more about a lie than your own daughter's safety!