Evelyn: Julian, do something! Stop those police cars at the gate!
Julian: Get the estate guards! Tell them it was a domestic misunderstanding! Tell them the call was a false alarm!
Maya: The guards won't stop them, Julian. I called the precinct captain directly on my second line before I sat down for dinner.
Julian: You snake! You brought police officers into my private residence!
Maya: This residence was purchased with my trust fund money, Julian. You are currently trespassing on my deed.
The heavy mahogany doors of the dining room burst open. Three uniformed police officers stepped inside, led by a tall detective in a dark coat.
Detective Vance: Mrs. Sterling? Is everyone alright in here?
Maya: I am Maya Sterling, Detective. My husband just struck me in the face with a ceramic dinner plate.
Julian: Detective, this is a private family dispute! My wife fell and hit her head on the side table!
Detective Vance: Sir, step away from the lady right now.
Evelyn: Officer, please! My son is a prominent businessman! This is all a terrible misunderstanding!
Detective Vance: Ma'am, look at the broken china on the floor and the blood on her napkin. This isn't a misunderstanding.
Maya: The entire incident was captured by the security camera mounted above the chandelier, Detective. And my phone recorded the audio of the threat.
Julian's head snapped up toward the ceiling. The tiny green light on the hidden camera dome blinked steadily above the dining table.
Julian: You... you turned on the dining room cameras?!
Maya: I turned them on the moment you threatened to take my inheritance this morning.
Detective Vance: Mr. Vance, put your hands behind your back.
Julian: You can't arrest me in my own home! Call my lawyer, Mother! Call Arthur Sterling right now!
Evelyn: I'm calling him, Julian! Keep quiet!
Maya: Don't bother calling my uncle Arthur, Evelyn. He was the one who handed me the ethics clause documents two hours ago.
Julian struggled as the steel handcuffs clicked tightly around his wrists. The dinner guests gasped again, pulling out their phones to take pictures as the prominent corporate CEO was forced down on his knees.
Julian: Maya! You will pay for this! I'll take everything you own in court!
Maya: You won't have a legal defense fund by tomorrow morning, Julian.
Detective Vance: Escort him out to the patrol car. Get the paramedics in here to treat Mrs. Sterling's forehead.
Two officers grabbed Julian by the shoulders, hauling him out of the room as he thrashed and shouted curses down the hallway.
Evelyn: Maya, please... have mercy on us! He's my only son!
Maya: You watched him raise his hand against me three times this year, Evelyn. You never said a word to stop him.
Evelyn: I was trying to keep the family together!
Maya: No. You were trying to keep my money in your family's bank accounts.