Marcus: "Martha, look at me. Is this true? Has she been laying hands on my son?"
Martha: "Yes, Mr. Vance! Every single day the moment your car pulls out of the driveway, she treats him like an obstacle!"
Evelyn: "Marcus, darling, don't listen to this crazy old woman! She's lying to save her job!"
Marcus: "Shut your mouth, Evelyn! Look at my son's arm! It's bright red!"
Marcus gently lifted little Leo's tiny sleeve, revealing dark red marks left by Evelyn's tight grip. The baby buried his tear-stained face into Marcus's blue suit jacket, his little chest heaving with deep, shuddering sobs.
Evelyn: "He was crawling toward the grand staircase! I was merely pulling him away to protect him from falling!"
Martha: "That is a lie! You dragged him from the nursery because he wouldn't stop crying!"
Evelyn: "You insolent old fool! Marcus, fire her right now! Look at her face, she's unstable!"
Marcus's eyes shifted from his wife to the maid. He stared closely at the dark purple bruise blooming around Martha's eye.
Marcus: "Martha... where did you get that black eye?"
Martha: "She gave it to me yesterday, sir. When I tried to take master Leo away from her in the kitchen, she struck me with her handbag."
Evelyn: "She slipped on the wet tile! She's making up stories to extort money from our estate!"
Marcus: "Is that why you threatened to fire her last week when I asked why Leo had a bruise on his leg?"
Evelyn: "I was trying to keep order in this house! You work eighteen hours a day at the firm, leaving me alone with a screaming toddler!"
Marcus: "He is an eight-month-old baby! He is my late wife's child! You married me knowing I had a son!"
Evelyn: "I married YOU, Marcus! I didn't marry a crying memory of your ex-wife!"
Marcus gasped, horrified by the sheer coldness in her voice. He gestured toward the two security guards standing firm at the grand double doors.
Marcus: "Gentlemen, secure the doors. Do not let her leave this foyer under any circumstances."
Evelyn: "What are you doing?! You can't detain me in my own home!"
Marcus: "This isn't your home anymore, Evelyn. This mansion belongs to the Vance trust fund."
Evelyn: "I am your lawful wife! You signed a marriage certificate!"
Marcus: "And you signed a prenuptial agreement with a strict morals clause!"
Marcus handed little Leo carefully over to Martha, making sure the maid was standing safely behind him near the white columns. He pulled his smartphone from his suit pocket, his thumb hovering over the screen.
Marcus: "I'm calling my divorce lawyer and the Dallas Police Department right now."
Evelyn: "You wouldn't dare ruin my reputation in this city!"
Marcus: "You ruined yourself the moment you laid a finger on my child."