Victoria: Are you out of your mind, Gabriel?! You slapped me in front of the staff!
Gabriel: Get up, Victoria. Get off the floor right now.
Victoria: I am calling my father! I am calling our divorce lawyer! You will not have a single dollar left in your trust fund when I am done with you!
Gabriel: Do you think I care about the trust fund right now?
Maria stood near the kitchen doors, holding a cold towel against her red, blistered arm as tears ran down her face[cite: 1].
Gabriel: Maria, go into the kitchen and put burn cream on your arm. Take the rest of the day off with full pay.
Maria: Thank you, Mr. Sterling... thank you so much.
Victoria: She doesn't go anywhere! She is fired! This is my mansion!
Gabriel: This mansion belongs to my family's estate, Victoria. Your name is not on the deed, and after today, your name won't be on anything else either.
Victoria pulled herself up, smoothing down her silk gown while clutching her throbbing cheek[cite: 1]. She tried to glare at him with her usual arrogance, but her hands were trembling[cite: 1].
Victoria: You think you can throw me out because I poured tea on a servant? My father is the largest share distributor in Dallas! He owns half the city council!
Gabriel: Your father is currently being detained at the airport by federal agents.
The color instantly drained from Victoria's face[cite: 1]. She took a shaky step backward, her eyes widening in sheer disbelief[cite: 1].
Victoria: What... what did you just say?
Gabriel: You heard me. His private jet was grounded twenty minutes ago.
Victoria: That's impossible! He was flying to Miami for a business conference!
Gabriel: He wasn't flying to Miami. He was trying to escape to a non-extradition country because he knew I found the offshore account ledgers in your bedroom safe last night.
Victoria: You... you broke into my private safe?!
Gabriel: I didn't have to break into anything. You left your personal keys on the nightstand after drinking half a bottle of wine last night.
Victoria's lips parted, but no sound came out[cite: 1]. She clutched her pearl necklace, her eyes darting toward the front entrance of the mansion[cite: 1].
Gabriel: Don't even bother running, Victoria. The front gates are locked, and private security is holding the perimeter until the state troopers arrive.
Victoria: Gabriel, please! Listen to me! That money wasn't stolen!
Gabriel: Forty million dollars embezzled from my family's charity foundation over four years! You calls that not stolen?!
Victoria: It was an investment! My father was going to return every cent once the real estate deal in Austin closed!
Gabriel: You used money meant for orphaned children and homeless veterans to buy designer gowns, luxury sports cars, and diamond jewelry!
Victoria: I am your wife, Gabriel! I deserve to live like royalty!
Gabriel: You aren't royalty, Victoria. You are a petty, cruel thief who abuses innocent house staff because your own heart is hollow.
Victoria: Gabriel, darling, please... we can fix this! We don't have to ruin our family's reputation in the press!
Gabriel: The reputation was ruined the day I let you into this house. I spent five years ignoring your cruel comments to the maids, your arrogance, and your greed because I thought you were just spoiled. But today, when you burned Maria without a second thought, I finally saw the truth.
Victoria: It was an accident! The teapot slipped!
Gabriel: I stood right here and watched you pour it directly onto her skin while laughing! Don't lie to me anymore!
A sudden siren wailed in the distance, growing louder as multiple vehicles turned into the long driveway of the Dallas estate[cite: 1].