Victoria: "Richard, listen to me! I did it because I loved you! I wanted you all to myself!"
Richard: "You are a monster!"
The heavy front doors of the mansion swung open, and two Dallas police officers walked into the sunlit foyer[cite: 1]. Behind them stood Detective Miller, pulling a pair of metal handcuffs from his belt.
Detective Miller: "Mr. Sterling? We received a 911 emergency call regarding an assault and child endangerment."
Richard: "Detective, thank God you're here. This woman just pushed my newborn twins down the grand staircase."
Victoria: "It was an accident! I tripped! You can't arrest me!"
Detective Miller: "We have a copy of the security footage from your daughter's phone stream, sir. Our dispatch center reviewed the live upload. Hands behind your back, ma'am."
Victoria: "Get your hands off me! Do you know who my father is?! He owns half the commercial real estate in Dallas!"
Officer Davis: "I don't care if he owns the moon, ma'am. Turn around."
The officer grabbed Victoria's wrist, pulling her arms behind her back as the handcuffs clicked tightly around her wrists. Victoria shrieked in anger, struggling against the officer's grip as her burgundy dress caught on the metal railing[cite: 1].
Victoria: "Richard! Tell them to stop! You're making a huge mistake! You'll never survive running this estate without my family's money!"
Richard: "My family's wealth and my estate are doing just fine, Victoria. Take her away."
The two officers escorted Victoria out the front door, her angry screams echoing across the driveway as they forced her into the back of the police cruiser.
Detective Miller turned back toward Richard and Clara, taking out a small notepad.
Detective Miller: "Mr. Sterling, we'll need you and Miss Clara to come down to the station later today to sign formal statements. We're booking her on two counts of attempted capital murder and felony child abuse."
Richard: "We will be there, Detective. Thank you."
As the front door closed, the grand foyer returned to silence[cite: 1]. Richard looked down at the paper in his hands, then turned toward Clara, his eyes filled with profound regret.
Richard: "Clara... I yelled at you. I accused you of hurting my babies when you were the only one who risked your life to catch them."
Clara: "You were scared, Mr. Sterling. Any father would have panicked."
Richard: "That's no excuse. You took a blow to the knees on this marble floor just to save my daughters. I can never repay you for what you did today."
Clara: "You don't have to repay me, sir. I promised your wife I would protect this family, and I intend to keep that promise."
Richard took a deep breath, wiping a tear from his cheek as he held out his hand to the young maid.
Richard: "Starting today, Clara, you aren't our maid anymore."