Victoria: You'll regret this, Liam! When my lawyers get me out, I will sue you for every dime you own!
Arthur: I wouldn't count on bail being granted, Victoria. Considering the offshore wire transfers, you are classified as a extreme flight risk.
The officers led Victoria out through the grand double doors of the mansion, her heels clicking loudly against the polished marble floor until the front doors shut firmly behind her.
The quiet kitchen suddenly felt peaceful under the bright Texas daylight filtering through the high windows[cite: 1].
Liam: Maya, are you okay?
Maya: I... I think so. It feels like a nightmare I just woke up from.
Liam: It’s over now. She will never step foot inside this house again.
Arthur: Liam, we need to file the emergency motion to restore Maya’s credit profiles and officially nullify the fraudulent conservatorship papers.
Liam: Let's do it immediately. Arthur, handle the press release as well. I want the public to know that Sterling Enterprises is entirely secure and the pension funds have been fully protected.
Arthur: Understood. I will have the court clerk sign the expungement order by three o'clock today.
Arthur tipped his hat politely to Maya before turning to follow the detective outside.
Marcus stepped forward, holding the silver car keys to Maya's sedan in his palm.
Marcus: Mrs. Maya, I found your car keys inside Mrs. Victoria's parlor desk. I am deeply sorry for not questioning her orders sooner.
Maya: Thank you, Marcus. You called the police when it mattered most. That’s what counts.
Liam: Your contract with Sterling Security is extended for another three years, Marcus. Double the team's pay starting today.
Marcus: Thank you, Mr. Sterling. Sir, what would you like us to do with those pink balloons in the dining room?
Liam: Pop every single one of them and throw them in the trash.