Sarah: Come on, sweetie. Let's go down to the parlor and put some cold water on that burn.
Maya: Is Daddy going to make her leave, Sarah?
Sarah: Yes, Maya. Your daddy is going to make sure she never comes near you again.
Mark stayed in the bathroom corridor, keeping his eyes locked on Chloe as she scrambled up off the floor, wiping her silk robe in anger.
Chloe: You shoved me, Mark! That's domestic abuse! I can have you arrested right now!
Mark: Try it, Chloe. Tell the officers you got shoved while trying to burn my daughter.
Chloe: You think you're so smart, don't you? You think you hold all the power in this house!
Mark: I own this mansion, Chloe. You came here with a mountain of credit card debt and a fake smile.
Chloe: I gave up my life in Chicago to move to Dallas for you!
Mark: You moved here because your ex-husband kicked you out for forging his signature on a bank loan!
Chloe's face went completely pale. Her confidence evaporated in an instant.
Chloe: Who told you that?! Who have you been talking to?!
Mark: My private investigator, Chloe. I hired him two weeks ago when I noticed money missing from the household account.
Chloe: That money was for household expenses! I bought groceries and furniture for this place!
Mark: Fifty thousand dollars on groceries and furniture?! You transferred it to an offshore account in the Caymans!
Sarah: Mr. Vance! You need to look inside her vanity drawer right now!
Sarah stood by the bathroom door, holding a thick leather folder she had pulled from under the sink stack.
Chloe: Put that down! That's my personal property! You have no right to touch my things!
Mark: Hand it to me, Sarah.
Mark took the leather folder from Sarah, opening the metal clasp while Chloe tried to snatch it back.
Mark held her off with one hand, flipping through the printed documents inside.
Mark: What is this... Adoption relinquishment forms?!
Sarah: She's been trying to get legal custody of Maya so she could gain control of her late mother's trust fund!
Mark: You forged my signature on a guardianship transfer form?!
Chloe: It wasn't forgery! I was going to ask you to sign it tonight at the gala!
Mark: You were going to coerce my daughter into making me sign it!
Chloe: You don't understand how much debt I'm in, Mark! Those people in Chicago are going to ruin me if I don't pay them back!
Mark: So you decided to burn my child to save yourself?!
Chloe: I didn't mean to burn her! I was just trying to scare her so she'd tell you to give me the trustee access!
Mark: You just admitted to child abuse and extortion in front of two witnesses, Chloe.
Chloe: Nobody will believe a housemaid over me! I'm your legal wife!
Mark: Look at the top corner of the bathroom vanity, Chloe.
Chloe turned her head slowly toward the small black dome mounted on the ceiling beam near the mirror.
Chloe: Is that... a security camera?
Mark: I installed high-definition security cameras in every room of this mansion three months ago after the nanny left.
Mark: Every word you said, every flame you lit, and every threat you made was recorded in full crystal-clear video and audio.
Chloe collapsed back against the vanity counter, her eyes wide with total terror as distant sirens began to echo down the long Dallas driveway.
Chloe: Mark... please... don't do this to me... We can work this out privately...
Mark: The only place you're working this out is in a courtroom.