Victoria: You... you hit me?! Brandon, I am your wife! You can't treat me like this over a piece of trash servant!
Brandon: You are a monster, Victoria! A criminal who kidnapped a child and kept a human being enslaved in my own home!
Maya: *Gasping* Brandon... the baby... her name is Lily... Victoria forced me to sign adoption surrender papers while I was still under anesthesia at St. Jude's Hospital!
Brandon: Is this true, Victoria?! Did you forge those hospital signature forms?!
Victoria: *Screaming* I did what had to be done to protect our inheritance! Your father's will strictly stated that if you had an illegitimate child with a non-family member before turning thirty, your entire trust fund share would be forfeited to the charity foundation!
Brandon: You ruined three lives just for money?! Just to keep control of the Sterling estate trust?!
Victoria: It was fifty million dollars, Brandon! Fifty million dollars! Do you have any idea what would have happened to our status in Dallas society if news broke that you got a house maid pregnant?!
Brandon: I would have given up every single dollar of that inheritance just to hold my daughter in my arms!
Brandon knelt down on the cold floor beside Maya, pulling a clean white linen handkerchief from his suit pocket. He gently began wiping the thick yellow soup from her burning forehead and cheeks, his voice cracking with deep emotion.
Brandon: Maya... I am so sorry. God, I am so sorry I didn't see through her lies. I thought you walked away from me...
Maya: *Crying* I never stopped loving you, Brandon. Every single day for two years, I sat in that small maid room in the back wing, praying you would come down the hallway...
Brandon: She kept you hidden in the guest wing?!
Maya: She took my phone, my driver's license, and my passport. She told me if I ever stepped outside the estate gates, her family's lawyers would have me arrested for grand theft and child abandonment!
Victoria: *Slumping against the wall* You have no proof of any of this! The adoption was sealed by a private judge in Tarrant County! The legal papers bear her signature!
Brandon: My father’s private investigator is on his way here right now, Victoria. The same investigator you paid off to give me fake reports about Maya moving to California!
Victoria's eyes darted toward the grand entrance doors as the realization of her total exposure settled in. Her hands shook against her white suit pants.
Victoria: Brandon, please... listen to me. We can fix this! We can pay her off! We can give her two million dollars from the estate account to leave Texas forever and start a new life!
Brandon: Pay her off?! You think money fixes kidnapping and torture?!
Maya: I don't want your money, Victoria! I want my baby girl!
Brandon: She isn't getting a single dime of my family's money ever again. And neither are you.
Brandon reached into his suit jacket, pulling out his smartphone and pressing the speed dial button for the Dallas Police Department homicide and special victims unit.
Brandon: Detective Marcus? This is Brandon Sterling. I need emergency units and an ambulance dispatched to my estate on Preston Road immediately. My wife has committed human trafficking and child abduction.
Victoria: Brandon! Hang up that phone right now!
Brandon: *Into phone* Please hurry, Detective. She is attempting to flee the premises.