Marcus pulled off his tuxedo jacket and wrapped it carefully around Clara's exposed shoulders. He held her tight, kissing the top of her head as she sobbed into his chest.
Marcus: I'm here, sweetheart. Nobody will ever hurt you again.
Clara: They took the brooch, Dad. They said I stole it.
Marcus turned to face Evelyn, holding out his hand. His lawyer opened the briefcase and pulled out a stack of legal documents stamped with official court seals.
Marcus: Give me back the brooch, Evelyn. It was custom made by my estate jeweler twenty years ago.
Evelyn: You... you are her father? Marcus Sterling of Sterling Global?
Marcus: Yes. And the mortgage on this mansion is held by my subsidiary bank.
Richard Vance turned pale, grabbing his wife's arm with trembling hands. He stepped between Evelyn and the enraged billionaire.
Richard: Marcus, please! This is a terrible misunderstanding! We didn't know Clara was your daughter!
Marcus: That shouldn't matter! You treated a pregnant woman like a criminal because she wasn't rich!
Lawyer: Mr. Vance, we are serving a notice of immediate foreclosure due to contract breach on your business loan default.
Evelyn: What?! You can't take our house!
Marcus: I own this house, Evelyn. And as of five seconds ago, I am shutting down your son's company funding.
Julian looked at Clara with wide eyes, realizing his entire future was crumbling around him in a matter of seconds. He stepped toward Clara, but Marcus blocked his path with a cold look.