The lawyer answered the call on the first ring, his voice crisp and professional over the high-quality speaker.
Attorney Mark: Good morning, David. Did you arrive at the estate safely?
David: Mark, I am at the house now. I need you to initiate full emergency legal action immediately.
Attorney Mark: What kind of action, David?
David: Revoke Victoria's access to all family trust funds, freeze her credit accounts, and file a formal lawsuit for felony assault and elder abuse. I have video proof.
Victoria: No! You can't do that! The prenup gives me rights to this house!
David: Read clause fourteen of your prenup again, Victoria. Any act of violence against household members voids your right to the estate instantly.
Victoria dropped her hands from her face, staring at David in absolute disbelief. She had signed that paperwork years ago without reading the fine print, thinking she would always be in control. Now, her greed had completely destroyed her future in a single morning.
Attorney Mark: I am sending the police and our legal team to the location right now, David. They will be there in five minutes.
David: Thank you, Mark. Make sure the eviction notice is ready to serve today.
David ended the call and placed his phone back into his pocket. He turned to Victoria, pointing a firm finger toward the grand front entrance that was still wide open to the bright sunny sky.
David: Get out of my house right now!
Victoria: Where am I supposed to go?! My money is in those accounts!
David: I don't care if you sleep on the sidewalk. You have two minutes to walk out that door before the officers drag you out in handcuffs.
Victoria scrambled to her feet, her heels slipping as she tried to gather what little dignity she had left. She looked around the giant luxury mansion one last time, knowing she would never set foot inside it ever again. Without another word, she turned and ran out the front door, weeping tears of pure humiliation as her expensive shoes clicked frantically down the long driveway.