Veronica: I am not going anywhere, Richard! We are legally married! You can't just throw me out on the street!
Richard: Watch me, Veronica. I will have security throw you onto the driveway in front of the whole neighborhood.
Veronica: If you try to divorce me, my lawyers will freeze every single one of your offshore accounts! I'll take half your company stock and this entire mansion!
Richard: You won't get a single dime from my estate, you monster.
Veronica: Check our prenuptial agreement, Richard! If you end this marriage without proof of infidelity, I am entitled to thirty million dollars!
Richard: That prenup also has a severe criminal clause. Attempted murder voids every financial obligation I have to you.
Veronica let out a harsh, bitter laugh, adjusting the golden satin fabric around her shoulders as she backed toward the master bedroom doors.
Veronica: Attempted murder?! Good luck proving that in a Palm Beach court! It's your word and a illegal maid's word against mine!
Maria: I am a legal citizen, Miss Veronica! And I will testify against you in front of any judge in America!
Veronica: Nobody cares what a servant thinks! A judge will see a tragic domestic accident where a stepmother tried to save a careless child!
Richard: You really think you thought of everything, don't you?
Veronica: I know how the legal system works, Richard. Wealthy women don't go to prison over slippery accidents.
Richard: You're right. Wealthy women don't go to prison over accidents. But they go to prison for life when their crimes are recorded on ultra-high-definition video.
Veronica froze, her hands stopping mid-air as she stared at Richard's calm, icy face.
Veronica: What... what video?
Richard: Look closely at the golden ornamental flower directly above the balcony railing.
Veronica turned her head slowly, looking up at the elaborate brass carving bolted into the archway above the foyer. Hidden right inside the central gold petal was a tiny black camera lens, its red recording light blinking silently.
Veronica: You... you put a hidden camera in the foyer?!
Richard: I installed full coverage across the entire second floor three weeks ago, right after Lily told me you threatened to throw her toys over the ledge.
Veronica: That... that's an invasion of my privacy! That footage is illegal!
Richard: It's my house, Veronica. And that camera just live-streamed you holding my daughter over the edge and letting her go directly to my security team's cloud server.
Veronica's face drained of all color. She reached out to grab the golden railing to steady herself, her knees shaking under her heavy dress.
Veronica: Richard... please... we can work this out! I was stressed! I've been taking medication for my nerves!
Richard: Save your excuses for the police.