Chloe: Harrison! Are you crazy?! You just hit me in our own living room!
Harrison: I should have stopped you months ago, Chloe! Look at what you did to her!
Chloe: She's a liar! She broke into the house while you were at the boardroom meeting! I was defending our home!
Harrison: Defending our home? Clara has keycard access to the front gate because she lives in the guest cottage!
Harrison knelt down beside Clara on the cold floor, gently lifting her head[cite: 1]. Clara winced, clutching her torn nurse scrubs as blood trickled down her chin[cite: 1].
Clara: Harrison... she took the documents... she took my mother's life insurance papers...
Harrison: Shh, don't talk right now, Clara. Help is coming. I have three squad cars turning into the driveway right now.
Chloe: You called the cops on your own wife?! Over a adopted sister who works as a low-class nurse?!
Harrison: She is a human being, Chloe! And she is your sister whether you like it or not!
Chloe: She isn't my blood! My father only adopted her so he could look like a saint in the newspapers twenty years ago!
Harrison: Your father left half of the family estate trust fund to Clara in his final will!
Chloe's face turned pale, her eyes darting toward the mahogany desk in the corner of the room[cite: 1].
Chloe: You... you saw the will?
Harrison: I didn't just see the will, Chloe. I saw the security footage from the basement clinic an hour ago.
Chloe: What basement clinic? There is no clinic down there!
Harrison: Don't play dumb with me! I watched you and your private security guard lock Clara in the utility room for three days without food or water!
Clara: She wanted me to sign the trust waiver... she told me if I didn't sign over my half of the inheritance, she would ruin my nursing license...
Harrison: You locked an ER nurse in a dark room and beat her because you couldn't stand sharing your wealth!
Chloe: She doesn't deserve fifty million dollars! She didn't earn it! She spends her life wiping noses in a public clinic while I build our family's social standing in Dallas society!
Harrison: You don't build anything, Chloe! You spend my family's money on designer dresses and charity galas while abusing everyone around you!
Chloe: I am a Montgomery! My father founded the largest real estate firm in Texas! You can't talk to me like this!
Harrison: Your father died three weeks ago, Chloe. And the moment he passed away, you turned into a monster!
The loud wail of police sirens echoed down the long private road outside the mansion[cite: 1]. Red and blue lights flashed through the tall glass windows, reflecting off the framed American flag on the pristine wall[cite: 1].
Chloe: Tell them to turn around, Harrison! If the press sees police cruisers outside our estate, the company stock will plunge by twenty percent!
Harrison: I don't care about the stock, Chloe. I care about justice.
Chloe: You're destroying our marriage! You're throwing away five years of marriage over a dirty nurse!
Harrison: Our marriage ended the second I saw you raise your fist at a woman bleeding on the floor.
The front double doors burst open, and four uniformed Texas State Troopers marched into the high-key living room, led by Detective Vance[cite: 1].
Detective Vance: Hands where we can see them! Nobody move!