Marcus: You slapped a five-year-old child and told her to eat out of a dog bowl?!
Evelyn: She is the daughter of your catering waitress, Marcus! She has no right to walk on these floors!
Marcus: That catering waitress is my legal wife, Evelyn!
Evelyn let out a sharp, mocking laugh, crossing her arms over her black gown as she gestured toward the shocked party guests.
Evelyn: Your wife?! That former shelter worker you brought into this house as a charity case?!
Cora: I am his wife, Evelyn! And Lily is the primary heir to this entire estate!
Evelyn: Keep your mouth shut, Cora! You are a servant in this house until I decide otherwise!
Marcus stepped between Evelyn and my shaking frame, his breathing heavy, his chest heaving under his navy double-breasted suit. He looked down at Lily, who was cradling her face beside the stainless steel bowl.
Marcus: Lily... baby, look at Daddy.
Lily: Daddy... she hit me... She said I'm only worth eating with the dog...
Marcus: Shh, sweetie. Don't look at her. Daddy's here now.
Tears of pure, unstoppable rage filled Marcus's eyes. He stood up slowly, turning his head toward Evelyn with a expression so terrifyingly dark that the arrogant socialite took a fast step backward.
Marcus: You came into this family three years ago when my brother brought you home from New York, Evelyn.
Evelyn: And I brought ten million dollars in corporate connections to Sterling Global!
Marcus: You brought ten million dollars in forged offshore debts, Evelyn!
Evelyn's face stiffened, her arrogant smile completely vanishing under the bright sunlight pouring through the high windows.
Evelyn: What... what are you talking about?
Marcus: Give me your hand.
Evelyn: Get your hands off me, Marcus! You have no right to touch me!
Marcus angrily grabbed Evelyn by her wrist, pulling her arm forward under the shadow of the American flag. With a single, forceful jerk, he yanked off her massive four-carat diamond ring, the metallic ring pull sound echoing sharply against the silence.
Evelyn: Stop! My diamonds, please!
Marcus: These diamonds don't make you human!
Without a single second of hesitation, Marcus spun around and threw the expensive diamond ring directly into a stainless steel trash can sitting near the catering archway. The heavy ring hit the metal interior with a loud, clattering impact, and Marcus slammed the lid shut with a sharp bang.
Evelyn: No! My ring! That ring is worth three hundred thousand dollars!
Marcus: That ring was bought with my late brother's trust fund money, Evelyn. The money you stole while he was sick in the hospital.