Samantha grabbed her red leather tote bag off the floor in total disgrace.
She stormed down the hallway, her high heels clicking loudly against the marble.
Mark followed her down the stairs to make sure she left the premises entirely.
He stood at the front door as she slammed her sports car door shut.
She sped down the long driveway, leaving a cloud of dust behind her car.
Mark locked the heavy front doors and immediately dialed his corporate attorney.
Mark: Arthur, I need a restraining order filed against my sister today.
Arthur: I will handle the legal paperwork immediately, Mark.
Mark: Also prepare to lock down all access to the main trust fund.
Mark walked back upstairs to check on Victoria and baby Clara in the nursery.
Victoria was sitting in the rocking chair, holding Clara close to her heart.
The baby had finally stopped crying and was breathing softly against her mother.
Victoria: Is she really gone, Mark?
Mark: She is gone, and she will never step foot inside here again.
Mark knelt down beside the rocking chair and gently wrapped his arms around them.
Mark: I am so sorry I wasn't here the moment she arrived.
Victoria: You came right when we needed you most, Mark.
Victoria: She was so desperate to find something to break the trust fund.
Mark: She knows the business expansion plan depends on Clara's trust estate.
Mark reached down and picked up the manila folder Samantha had dropped earlier.
As he opened the folder, a folded piece of paper slipped out onto the floor.
Victoria watched as Mark picked up the note and read it carefully.
His brow furrowed deeply as his eyes scanned the handwritten lines on top.
Victoria: What is that paper, Mark? Did Samantha bring it with her?
Mark: It is a fraudulent document drafted by her husband's offshore firm.
Victoria: They were planning to replace the real will with a fake one!
Mark: They tried to forge dad's signature to steal Clara's entire inheritance.
Victoria let out a shaky breath as the entire plot became crystal clear.
Samantha wasn't just complaining about fairness; she was committing a crime.
Mark: This evidence changes everything for our legal team.
Victoria: What will you do with that forged paper now?
Mark: I am handing this straight to the state prosecutor this afternoon.