Mark tried to reach out and touch Sarah's arm in a gentle way.
Sarah took two fast steps backward and pointed directly toward the front doorway.
Sarah: Do not ever touch me again after what you have done today.
Lisa: Sister, please think about our family name and public reputation!
Sarah: You did not think about our family when you signed that fake paper!
Lisa grabbed her designer handbag and hurried out toward the front foyer.
Mark stood near the desk with his head lowered down in total shame.
Mark: I only wanted to make enough money to impress your father.
Sarah: My father valued honesty far more than any sum of money, Mark.
Mark: Where will I go if you lock me out of the house?
Sarah: You can stay at a hotel while my lawyer prepares divorce papers.
Mark picked up his heavy black briefcase with slow, dragging physical movements.
He walked out of the study without uttering another single defensive word.
The front door slammed shut with a sharp, loud noise that echoed inside.
Sarah sat down in her father's old armchair and finally let her tears fall.
She felt completely broken, but a cold clarity settled inside her heart.
She picked up her phone again and dialed Attorney Vance's direct office number.
Sarah: Mr. Vance, I need to file for an emergency court injunction today.
Attorney Vance: I will prepare the legal protection paperwork immediately, Sarah.
Sarah: We must secure all of father's bank accounts before tomorrow morning.
Attorney Vance: Meet me at my downtown office in exactly one hour from now.
Sarah wiped her wet cheeks with a paper tissue and stood up tall.
She was no longer just a grieving daughter feeling helpless and sad.
She was ready to fight for her father's legacy and her own future.