Julian: Clara, sweetie, please listen to me! We are having a baby together! You can't raise our child without a father!
Clara: My child will have a grandfather who protects them, and a mother who loves them. They don't need a coward who abandons his family for a lie.
Marcus: And as for your business, Julian... Vance Logistics relies on a forty-million-dollar credit line backed by my bank.
Julian: Mr. Sterling... please! If you pull that credit line, my family's company will go bankrupt by tomorrow morning!
Marcus: I pulled that credit line five minutes ago, Julian. As of right now, Vance Logistics is completely insolvent. The bank is foreclosing on your family's mansion at noon tomorrow.
Julian: No! No, you can't do this to my family! We have a signed contract!
Marcus: Check the breach-of-conduct clause in that contract, Julian. Attempting to defame or cause distress to a Sterling executive immediately voids all financial agreements.
Julian fell to his knees on the polished marble floor, right next to where the diamond had fallen earlier. His head hung low as tears of despair streamed down his face. The wealthy guests who had been chatting with him minutes ago turned their backs on him completely[cite: 1].
Chief Harrison: Escort Mr. Vance off the premises as well. He is no longer welcome on Sterling property.
Two security guards grabbed Julian by his collar, dragging him out of the grand ballroom while he sobbed and pleaded for forgiveness[cite: 1]. Meanwhile, Chloe was led away in handcuffs, her hysterical screams fading down the palace hallway[cite: 1].
Marcus: Are you alright, Clara? We can go home right now if you're tired[cite: 1].
Clara: I'm better than alright, Dad. I'm finally free of them[cite: 1].
Marcus gently placed his arm around Clara's shoulders, smiling warmly down at his daughter as the string quartet resumed playing soft music in the background[cite: 1]. The guests broke into spontaneous applause, raising their champagne glasses to celebrate the truth[cite: 1].