The atmosphere in the grand ballroom shifted instantly from luxury celebration to tense legal courtroom drama under bright daylight. The two respected city lawyers, Mr. Harrison and Mr. Vance, walked over to stand right beside young David. Mr. Harrison adjusted his glasses and carefully looked at the handwriting written on the yellowed paper in David's hand. He had been Samuel Galloway's personal corporate attorney twenty years ago before Victoria had suddenly dismissed his legal firm. Mr. Harrison knew Samuel's real handwriting better than anyone else in the entire state after decades of working together. He looked up from the document, his eyes filled with absolute certainty as he stared directly at Victoria Galloway.
Mr. Harrison: This is unequivocally Samuel Galloway's genuine signature and personal seal.
Victoria: That paper is a fake document made by a desperate criminal!
Mr. Harrison: I know his signature, Victoria. And I know your handwriting too.
Mr. Vance: If this document is valid, the current trust fund is illegal.
David: It is valid. The combination to his master vault is inside this compass.
Victoria began to breathe heavily, looking around the room for support from her wealthy friends and high-society associates. But every single guest was stepping back away from her, whispering angrily among themselves as the truth became clear. The bride was crying hysterically, pulling off the diamond ring and throwing it onto the floor in sheer embarrassment. Her groom stood near the wedding cake, looking completely disgusted by his new mother-in-law's dark criminal past. Victoria felt her entire world collapsing around her in the exact place where she had planned to show off wealth. She pointed a trembling hand at Sarah, trying to blame the innocent security guard for stealing from the estate.
Victoria: Sarah stole that box from my private room this morning!
Sarah: You handed it to me yourself near the kitchen doors, ma'am.
Victoria: You are a liar! Nobody will ever believe a poor security guard!
David: We have the security cameras in the hallway to prove it.
David: The hall cameras record every single corner of this building twenty-four seven.
Victoria's eyes darted toward the ceiling, spotting the small black camera domes mounted directly above the hallway doors. She realized that her own instructions to throw away the box had been captured on clear digital video feed. There was no way out of the trap she had walked into through her own arrogance and cruelty today. Mr. Vance pulled out his smartphone and dialed the local police department, requesting immediate officer presence at the hall. He reported a major case of grand theft, estate fraud, and destruction of legal evidence against Victoria Galloway. Victoria tried to run toward the side exit doors, but two male venue managers blocked her path firmly. They held her in place until sirens echoed loudly outside the building through the open glass windows. Two uniform police officers entered the ballroom minutes later, taking charge of the dramatic situation with firm authority. They reviewed the yellowed paper, listened to the lawyers' statements, and inspected the clear hallway security footage. The evidence against Victoria was overwhelming, proving she had systematically stolen Samuel's multi-million dollar estate from David. The officers placed steel handcuffs around Victoria's wrists, leading her away through the crowd of stunned wedding guests. As she was escorted out, she looked back at David with pure hatred, but David felt only calm relief. He looked down at the golden compass in his hands, knowing his grandfather's spirit was finally at peace today.