Victoria: Help! Someone help me! She's crazy!
The heavy mahogany double doors slammed open with a loud thud, and Marcus burst into the room[cite: 1]. He wore a sharp black tuxedo and bow tie, having just returned from a board meeting downstairs[cite: 1]. He froze in complete alarm as he took in the scene before him[cite: 1].
Marcus: What happened in here?! What was that noise?!
Victoria immediately looked up at Marcus with tears streaming down her face, pointing a shaking finger toward Clara, who was lying in pain amid the sharp glass shards[cite: 1].
Victoria: Marcus! Oh thank God you're here! She shouldn't have stayed[cite: 1]! Marcus, she attacked me[cite: 1]!
Marcus: What?! Victoria, what are you talking about?!
Victoria: She came in here screaming about the family trust fund[cite: 1]! I told her to calm down because of her baby, but she snapped[cite: 1]! She grabbed my hair and tried to throw me into the table[cite: 1]!
Clara: No... Marcus, no... That's a lie... Ah...! My stomach...!
Victoria: She tripped over her own feet when I tried to push her away to defend myself, Marcus[cite: 1]! Look at what she did to my clothes[cite: 1]! She lost her mind!
Marcus stood frozen in the middle of the brightly lit living room, looking across at his crying sister and then down at his pregnant wife bleeding on the floor[cite: 1]. A low, dramatic rumble of confusion and shock washed over his face as he took a sharp intake of breath[cite: 1].
Marcus: Clara... did you really put your hands on my sister?
Clara: Marcus... look at me... Please, I would never do that[cite: 1]! I'm eight months pregnant[cite: 1]! Why would I start a fight?!
Victoria: Because she wants me out of this house, Marcus! She wants full control of your estate and she knows I've been asking your divorce lawyer about the prenup[cite: 1]!
Marcus: Victoria, stay where you are[cite: 1]. Don't touch anything[cite: 1].
Victoria: Call security, Marcus! Call the police and have her taken away[cite: 1]! She is dangerous to you and to this family!
Clara: Marcus, please call an ambulance...! The baby is hurting so bad...! Please help me get up...!
Victoria: Don't fall for her fake tears, brother! She deliberately broke the table so she could play the victim when you walked through those doors!
Marcus turned his gaze toward Victoria[cite: 1]. His face hardened into absolute fury as he took three slow, heavy steps closer to his sister[cite: 1].
Marcus: You really think I'm stupid, don't you, Victoria?
Victoria: What? Marcus, I'm the one who was attacked[cite: 1]! Why are you looking at me like that?!
Marcus: Look up at the ceiling, Victoria[cite: 1]. Right above the fireplace mantle[cite: 1].
Victoria slowly turned her head upward, her eyes landing on a small black dome security camera mounted on the pristine white ceiling[cite: 1]. Its tiny red light was blinking steadily under the bright daylight[cite: 1].
Marcus: The camera saw everything[cite: 1].