Victoria: You're seriously entertaining the word of a servant over your own legal wife?
Clara: Ask her why she was tossing him in the air near the balcony!
Victoria: It was a harmless gesture! She is twisting everything out of context!
Richard: Harmless gesture? Tossing a newborn baby in the air is attempted murder!
Victoria: You have no proof of such an absurd accusation!
Richard: Do you honestly think I didn't install high-definition security cameras in my own foyer?
Victoria's face turned completely pale at the mention of security cameras, her breath hitching in her throat.
Victoria: The... the cameras were supposed to be offline for maintenance today!
Richard: They were online and recording every single second to my private cloud storage.
Clara: You can't run away from the camera footage, Victoria.
Victoria: Richard, please! Let's discuss this privately in our study! Think of our social status!
Richard: I am thinking about my son, and about the viper I welcomed into my home.
Victoria: Our marriage vows mean nothing to you over a random maid?
Richard: Vows require a soul, Victoria, and you clearly left yours behind long ago.
Full bright daylight setting illuminated the grand hall as the tension reached its absolute peak. Driven by explosive rage, the man in the charcoal suit confronts the woman in the emerald green dress in front of the American flag and slaps her face hard 2 to 3 times in rapid succession, knocking her to the floor. Three hard, sharp impact slap sound effects rang out like thunder.
Victoria: Ah! Stop!
Richard: You monster!
Victoria: My face... you actually hit me! I will destroy you in court!
Richard: Court is where you'll be answering to a judge for attempted child murder.