Arthur dialed three quick digits on the desk phone and waited for the security post to answer.
"Send security up to the main residence living room immediately," Arthur instructed quietly.
Victoria panicked, her breath catching in her throat as she smoothed down her silk dress.
"Arthur, please, let us discuss this privately before the guests arrive!" Victoria pleaded desperately.
"There is nothing left for us to discuss in private or public," Arthur replied coldly.
Elena stepped forward, standing proudly beside her father with Maya resting peacefully now.
"You thought you could intimidate us into giving up our legal rights," Elena stated calmly.
"You are a fool if you think you can survive in high society without me!" Victoria snapped back.
"My family survived long before you arrived, and we will flourish after you leave," Arthur said.
Two uniformed security officers entered the room swiftly, standing at attention by the door.
Arthur pointed an aggressive finger toward Victoria, his voice booming with authority.
"Get out of my family's sight before I ruin you completely," Arthur commanded loudly.
Victoria froze in place, looking between the security guards and her husband's furious face.
She realized there was no bargain left to make and no lie left to tell.
"Escort Mrs. Vance to her car and ensure she leaves the property immediately," Arthur ordered.
The head security officer stepped forward, gesturing politely but firmly toward the grand exit doors.
Victoria held her head high in desperate pride, though her hands trembled visible at her sides.
She turned on her heel and marched out of the room without looking back once.
The heavy mahogany doors closed shut behind her, sealing her fate away forever.
Elena released a deep breath she felt like she had been holding for years.
Arthur turned to his daughter and granddaughter, his stern expression softening into warmth.