Eleanor: Ouch! How dare you strike me! You absolute animal!
Marcus: That was for every tear my daughter shed because of your vicious temper.
Chloe: Let her feel what it's like to be helpless for once in her miserable life.
Eleanor: My face is bleeding... you actually drew blood from your own sister!
Marcus: You stopped being my sister the moment you raised your hand against an infant.
Eleanor stumbles backward onto the floor in shock, holding her bruised face as the man towers over her in absolute fury.
Bgm: Dramatic climax, then sharp silence filled the grand room.
Eleanor: You're going to pay for this assault in criminal court, I swear it!
Marcus: The only place you're going is a holding cell while the police review the estate cameras.
Chloe: Pack your designer bags tonight because your residency here is officially terminated.
Eleanor: You can't evict me without a 30-day notice from the estate trust board!
Marcus: Attempted child abuse voids every single clause of your residency agreement instantly.
Eleanor: Marcus, please... don't do this to me. We're family!
Marcus: Family protects each other. You tried to destroy the youngest member of ours.
Chloe: Get up off that floor and start walking toward the front doors before I lose my temper again.
Eleanor: You're enjoying this, aren't you? You always wanted me out of this mansion.
Chloe: I wanted peace, safety, and a home where my child doesn't get struck for eating breakfast.
Marcus: Get out of my house!
Eleanor: You'll regret this by tomorrow morning when my legal team freezes your corporate accounts!
Marcus: Move! Before I forget myself and throw you out the front window!
Eleanor scrambled backward on the wooden floor, her expensive sweater snagging on a chair leg.
Eleanor: This isn't over, Chloe. You haven't seen the last of my revenge.
Chloe: Try anything else and you'll be spending next Christmas behind prison bars.
Marcus: Get out, Eleanor. Now.