Clara: "My name? What are you talking about, Mr. Sterling?"
Richard: "Look right here. 'Donor / Surrogate Biological Mother: Clara Vance.'"
Clara: "That... that can't be right! I never signed up for surrogacy!"
Victoria: "Shut up! Both of you just stop talking!"
Richard: "Victoria, explain this right now before I call the federal authorities!"
Victoria: "You want the truth, Richard?! Fine! Your father's will said you only get the five hundred million dollar estate if you produce a biological heir before your thirty-fifth birthday!"
Richard: "I know what my father's will says! What does Clara have to do with this?!"
Victoria: "I couldn't have children! The doctors told me two years ago! But I wasn't going to let you lose your inheritance and leave me with nothing!"
Clara: "So what did you do to me?!"
Victoria: "Ten months ago, you went to the private clinic for your routine employee health checkup. Remember?"
Clara: "Yes... you insisted I go to your private family doctor in town."
Victoria: "I paid that doctor fifty thousand dollars to harvest your eggs while you were under sedation for your minor surgery!"
Clara gasped, dropping to her knees on the marble floor while holding the baby firmly against her shoulder.
Clara: "You... you stole my body's medical procedure without my consent?!"
Victoria: "We used Richard's sample and implanted the embryo into a surrogate in the next state! When the surrogate gave birth three weeks ago, I picked up the baby and claimed I delivered him at home!"
Richard: "You sick, twisted woman! You stole Clara's DNA and lied to me for almost a year!"
Victoria: "I did it to keep your family's fortune! But then yesterday, the clinic sent the final confirmation documents to the house by mistake instead of my private box!"
Clara: "That's why you were holding him over the floor today! You realized the paper proved he was mine!"
Victoria: "If Richard read that file, he would know I lied! The baby was proof of my crime! If he was gone, I could just say it was a tragic accident!"
Richard: "You were going to murder a child just to cover up your greed?!"
Victoria: "He's not my child! He's the maid's child! He ruined my life!"
Richard pulled his phone from his velvet jacket pocket and dialed three digits with a furious motion.
Richard: "Emergency dispatch? I need armed officers at the Sterling Estate immediately. I have a violent intruder who attempted child murder and human trafficking."
Victoria: "Richard, put the phone down! Think about your reputation! Think about the headlines!"
Richard: "My reputation means nothing compared to the life of my son!"
Victoria: "He's not your son! He's a bastard child made in a lab!"
Before Victoria could stand up, Richard grabbed her by her silk collar and lifted her toward the front entrance.
Richard: "He is my biological son! And Clara is his real mother!"
Victoria: "You can't prove anything in court!"
Clara: "We have the DNA papers, Victoria. And we have the security video."
Distant police sirens began to echo through the long driveway outside the estate gates. Victoria's face paled as she realized her money couldn't save her anymore.