Mark tapped the screen of his tablet, turning the volume all the way up as a clear audio recording played through the speaker.
Tablet (Victoria's Voice):"Make sure the silicone bump is tight, Vanessa. If David touches my stomach during the toast, he can't feel any give."
Tablet (Vanessa's Voice):"Don't worry, the sequin dress covers the edges perfectly[cite: 1]. Once the prenuptial agreement is signed tonight, the Sterling trust fund legally allocates forty percent of the estate to you as the expectant mother."
Tablet (Victoria's Voice):"And your thirty percent cut will be wired to your offshore account the moment the agreement is finalized."
David stared at his sister Vanessa, his blood running ice cold in his veins.
David: Vanessa... my own sister? You conspired with her to steal from my daughter's inheritance?
Vanessa: David... I was deep in debt! The family estate was holding all the capital, and I had nothing!
David: You had a monthly stipend of fifty thousand dollars from my estate, Vanessa! That wasn't enough for you?!
Vanessa: It was never enough! You got everything when Dad died, and I was left with crumbs!
Victoria: David, darling, please! I love you! I really do! We can still be together without the money!
David: Don't call me darling, Victoria. You don't love me. You loved the fifty million dollar trust fund clause in my prenuptial contract.
Victoria: I was desperate! Vanessa told me you would leave me if I didn't give you a son!
David: I never demanded a son! I only ever cared about protecting my daughter, Lily!
Lily: Daddy, is the fake belly lady going away now?
David: Yes, Lily. She's going away for a very, very long time.
Vanessa: You can't prosecute us over a disagreement in a prenuptial contract, David! No real money changed hands yet!
David: Forgery, attempted grand larceny, conspiracy to commit estate fraud, and medical record falsification are all severe felonies, Vanessa.
Mark: The police officers have just pulled into the front driveway, Mr. Sterling.
David: Escort them both downstairs to the main foyer. Let's make sure all our gala guests see them leave in handcuffs.
Victoria: No! David, please! Don't ruin my life over this! Think of my family name!
David: You ruined your own life the second you targeted my daughter's future.