By the next morning, heavy rain tapped against the tall glass windows of Mark's private law office downtown.
David sat across the heavy desk, sliding a thick blue folder toward Mark with a grave expression.
David: What our private investigator found overnight is going to shock you completely, Mark.
Mark: Tell me everything right now, David, don't hold anything back.
David: Victoria was never wealthy or running a luxury boutique like she claimed when you met her.
Mark opened the blue folder, revealing dozens of printed photos and legal police records from another state.
The photos showed Victoria meeting secretly with a man named Richard at a quiet suburban coffee shop.
David: She was heavily in debt and has done this exact scam to another family before.
Mark: What kind of scam are you talking about, David?
David: She marries wealthy widowers with young children, isolates the kid, and drains the trust funds dry.
Mark felt a cold chill run down his spine as he read through the detailed police investigation files.
Three years ago, Victoria had attempted to transfer eight hundred thousand dollars from a stepson's bank account.
She had avoided jail time through a technical flaw in the previous state's property division contract laws.
Mark: She didn't want to be a mother to Lily, she wanted her inheritance money!
David: Exactly, and she was planning to file emergency divorce papers later this afternoon.
David: She wants to claim you mistreated her so she can secure a massive alimony monthly check.
Mark looked up from the documents, a cold, focused determination settling over his handsome facial features.
Mark: She tried to break my daughter's heart and destroy our future for quick cash.
David: We have enough evidence to file a full fraud lawsuit and issue a restraining order immediately.
Mark: No, I want her to meet us at the mansion for a final settlement meeting first.
David: Are you sure you want to face her in person again after yesterday?
Mark: She thinks she holds all the power with those stolen trust fund paperwork documents.
Mark stood up and adjusted his dark coat, his mind fixed on delivering absolute justice for his child.
Mark: Let her bring her lawyer to my home so she can walk straight into a trap.
David: I will notify the local police chief to stand by near your estate driveway.
Mark nodded silently, knowing that the fight for his daughter's peace was about to reach its peak.