Inside the pantry, Sarah found her purse, her phone, and dozens of unopened letters addressed to her from a prominent law firm in Austin.
Sarah: Brandon... what are these letters?
Brandon: Let me see those.
Brandon snatched the thick manila envelopes, tearing them open right in front of his pale mother.
Brandon: "Notice of Inheritance Distribution — Estate of Arthur Pendelton." Sarah, this is from your late grandfather's estate!
Sarah: My grandfather? He died six months ago... I thought he left everything to his second wife.
Brandon: He didn't leave it to his wife, Sarah. He left a three-million-dollar trust fund directly to you and Chloe!
Sarah: Three million dollars?!
Brandon: Look at the dates on these notices, Sarah! They've been arriving at this house for four months!
Brandon turned around slowly, his eyes fixed on Evelyn, who was trying to slip away toward the grand staircase.
Brandon: Where do you think you're going, Evelyn?
Evelyn: I... I was just going upstairs to lie down. My blood pressure is spiking!
Brandon: You hid her inheritance checks?! You intercepted legal mail addressed to my wife?!
Evelyn: She doesn't know how to manage money! She would have wasted it on her poor family in Oklahoma!
Brandon: That is federal mail fraud, Evelyn! That carries up to five years in federal prison per offense!
Evelyn: I am your mother! You wouldn't put your own mother in prison over paper!
Brandon: You kept her captive in this house! You made her feel worthless and broke while holding onto her three-million-dollar trust!
Sarah: You knew I was crying every night because I couldn't afford a car of my own... you watched me beg you for lunch money!
Evelyn: It was for the family's protection! If you had money, you would have left Brandon and taken my grandchild away!
Brandon: She would have left THIS HOUSE, not me! We were living here because I thought you were lonely after Dad died!
Evelyn: Brandon, please, listen to reason! We can settle this privately inside the family!
Brandon: There is no family left here, Evelyn. Just a criminal and her victims.
Sarah: I want my phone back, Evelyn. And I want my life back.
Brandon: You'll get everything back, sweetheart. Starting today, every dollar she stole from your peace of mind is coming back with interest.