Arthur Vance stepped closer to Claire while gesturing for his guards to stay back.
His face remained cold and calm despite the shocking scene in front of him.
He adjusted his silk tie with steady hands that had signed countless hostile takeovers.
Mark pulled himself up on the sofa while holding his ribs with both hands.
Mark: Father, she attacked me for no reason at all!
Arthur: Silence, Mark! You have made a complete fool of yourself already.
Claire: He thought he could intimidate me into signing your fraudulent paperwork.
Arthur: Fraudulent is a very strong legal term for a simple prenuptial agreement.
Claire: It is not just a prenup, Arthur.
Claire dropped the wooden stick onto the floor with a loud wooden clatter.
She reached into the hidden pocket of her gown and pulled out a folded paper.
The document bore the official seal of her late grandfather's private trust fund.
Arthur's eyes narrowed instantly as he recognized the distinctive blue stamp on the legal page.
He had spent the last five years trying to locate that exact inheritance document.
The Vance family needed those assets to cover massive losses in their offshore investments.
They had arranged this wedding solely to gain access to her family's hidden fortune.
Arthur: Where did you locate those original trust papers?
Claire: My grandfather left them with a trusted divorce lawyer years ago.
Arthur: That estate legally belongs to the overarching Vance corporate holding group now.
Claire: You forged my signature on the transfer documents last month.
Mark: You cannot prove any of those false claims in court!
Claire pulled out her smartphone and tapped the high-resolution screen twice.
A clear voice recording began playing through the penthouse speaker system automatically.
It was Mark's voice detailing the exact plan to seize her property without her knowledge.
The two security guards exchanged uncomfortable glances as the truth filled the room.
Arthur took a deep breath while trying to maintain his intimidating corporate posture.
Arthur: No judge in this city will take your word over mine.
Claire: They will take the word of the federal prosecutor standing downstairs.
Arthur: You are playing a very dangerous game with people you cannot defeat.
Claire: I am not playing any game with you today, Arthur.