Mark walked over to his desk, pulling out a thick manila folder that sat inside.
Mark: I already knew about your private accounts.
Evelyn: What are you talking about, Mark?
Mark placed the documents onto the table right beside the shattered glass pieces.
Mark: My lawyer called me three days ago.
Evelyn gasped softly as she realized her hidden scheme had already been discovered earlier.
Evelyn: Mark, I can explain everything to you.
Mark: You do not need to explain anything.
Sarah watched her father maintain his composure despite the overwhelming hurt he felt inside.
Sarah: You tried to ruin my family's security.
Evelyn: I was trying to secure my place here!
Mark gripped the edge of the dining chair, his jaw set in firm determination.
Mark: You put greed above this entire family.
Evelyn: That is not how it was supposed to go!
The baby cooed softly from the playpen, completely unaware of the massive storm around him.
Mark: You ruined this holiday on purpose today.
Evelyn: It was a total accident with the glass!
Sarah: But your bitter attitude was no accident.
Evelyn grabbed her handbag from the nearby chair, her eyes burning with pure anger.
Evelyn: You all turned against me so quickly!
Mark: You turned against us long ago, Evelyn.
The quiet authority in Mark's voice left no room for further debate or hollow excuses.
Mark: I want you to pack your things now.
Evelyn: You are kicking me out on Christmas?
Mark: You broke this family's trust completely.
Evelyn stood frozen for a second before turning on her heel toward the wide hallway.