Julian: You tried to steal Chloe's entire family legacy while she was drugged?
Evelyn: That money belongs to the Sterling name! Her family was dirt poor before you married her!
Julian: Her grandfather founded the medical research firm that funded half of this company!
Evelyn: And her father lost every dime in bankruptcy! She married you for your bank account, Julian! Why can't you see that?!
Chloe: I loved Julian when he was driving a twenty-year-old car... I never cared about his money...
Julian: I know, sweetheart. I know.
Evelyn: Don't play the innocent victim, Chloe! You knew exactly what you were doing when you signed that prenup!
Julian: She signed a prenup to protect ME, Evelyn! Because she didn't want anyone thinking she married me for wealth!
Evelyn: It was all an act! And now she sits in that wheelchair leeching off your estate!
Julian: She is in that wheelchair because she swerved her car off the road to avoid hitting a school bus six months ago!
Hannah: Mrs. Chloe is a hero, Mrs. Evelyn! You don't have a single drop of goodness in your heart!
Evelyn: How dare a maid talk to me like that! Julian, throw this servant out right now or I will call my lawyer!
Julian: Call him, Evelyn. Go ahead. Call Arthur Vance right now.
Evelyn pulled her phone from her green jacket pocket, her hands shaking as she dialed.
Evelyn: Arthur! Get over to the Sterling mansion immediately! Julian has lost his mind and is letting the servants abuse me!
Arthur: Evelyn? I'm actually sitting in the driveway outside right now.
Evelyn: What? Why are you in the driveway?!
Arthur: Because Julian called me from his car thirty minutes ago when his private flight landed. I brought two Dallas police officers with me.
Evelyn dropped her phone onto the carpet, her green suit rustling as she took two steps back toward the mahogany bookcases.
Evelyn: Police...? Julian... you brought police to our home?
Julian: This isn't your home anymore, Evelyn.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the foyer as Arthur Vance walked into the study, followed by two uniformed Dallas police officers.
Arthur: Good afternoon, Julian. Officers, this is the scene I described on the way over.
Officer Davis: Ma'am, step away from the desk and keep your hands visible.
Evelyn: This is a family dispute! The police have no jurisdiction over internal household matters!
Arthur: Poisoning, physical assault on a disabled person, and forced signature forgery are not household matters, Evelyn. They are serious felonies.