Two hours later, the quiet, white hallways of Baylor University Medical Center were filled with the soft, steady beep of heart monitors[cite: 1]. Clara lay in a private recovery room, a clean white bandage covering her cheek where the cuts had been sutured[cite: 1]. Harrison sat in a chair beside her bed, holding a warm cup of coffee as Detective Vance walked into the room holding a thick Manila folder.
Detective Vance: Good news, Ms. Vance. The doctors say your CT scan came back clear. No internal bleeding or bone fractures.
Clara: Thank God... thank you, Detective.
Harrison: Did Officer Miller find the green diary in the cottage?
Detective Vance: We found it, Mr. Sterling. And what's inside is enough to put Chloe away for twenty years without parole.
Clara: Did my father really write down everything?
Detective Vance: Every single transaction. Your father kept detailed bank receipts from three different Dallas financial institutions. He proved that Chloe forged his signature on seven separate property deeds while he was under heavy medication in his bedroom.
Harrison: She stole entire property deeds while he was dying?
Detective Vance: She transferred two commercial towers in downtown Dallas to her boutique holding company three days before he passed away. But because your father documented her coercion in the diary, the state attorney general is filing formal charges of grand larceny, elder exploitation, and document forgery.
Clara: I never wanted any of this to happen... I just wanted my sister to love me...
Harrison: You don't have to blame yourself, Clara. You tried to protect her for years, but she was consumed by greed.
Clara: When we were little girls, she used to share her toys with me... but after our mother passed away, everything changed. She started viewing me as a competitor instead of a sister.
Harrison: Because she saw how much your father loved you for your kind heart, while she only cared about his bank accounts.
A knock came at the door, and Harrison's primary corporate lawyer, Mr. Arthur Vance, stepped into the hospital room carrying a briefcase.
Arthur: Harrison, I just came from the courthouse. The emergency injunction was granted by Judge Roberts twenty minutes ago.
Harrison: Did we freeze all the Montgomery trust accounts?
Arthur: Every single account under Chloe's name has been frozen by court order. Her boutique assets, her personal credit cards, and her Austin penthouse are all locked down under federal asset forfeiture.
Clara: What happens to the estate now, Mr. Vance?
Arthur: As the sole legitimate beneficiary named in your father's original un-amended will, you are now the primary trustee of the sixty-million-dollar Montgomery Estate, Clara.
Clara gasped, placing her hand over her mouth as fresh tears filled her eyes[cite: 1].
Clara: Sixty million dollars...? I don't want all that money... I'm just a nurse!
Harrison: You can use it to build the dream clinic you always talked about, Clara. The one for underprivileged families in East Dallas.
Clara: The free pediatric clinic... my father always promised he would help me build it...
Arthur: You have more than enough funds to build three clinics, Ms. Vance. And as for Chloe, her legal team is already dropping her as a client because none of her credit cards are working to pay their retainer fees.