Eleanor pulled out her smartphone and dialed her personal legal counsel directly.
Eleanor: Call the estate lawyer immediately and bring the police department!
Richard: Mother, stop this crazy drama before you ruin our reputation!
Eleanor: You ruined our family name the day you lied about Sarah's death!
Maya felt tears stream down her cheeks as she thought of her late mother.
Her mother had worked three washing jobs just to pay for Maya's basic schooling.
They had lived in cold apartments while Richard spent millions on luxury cars.
Maya: Why did you take everything from my mother when she was sick?
Richard: She was weak and did not deserve the Vance family money!
Eleanor: She was kind and generous, unlike your rotten heart!
The heavy glass front doors swung open as two police officers entered the room.
The family attorney walked right behind them holding a thick leather briefcase.
Attorney: Mrs. Eleanor Vance, we received your urgent call regarding the trust fund fraud.
Richard: This is a private family matter, get out of here!
Attorney: Actually, Mr. Richard Vance, the original land title was signed by Sarah Mitchell.
The lawyer pulled out a certified copy of the original family will.
He pointed to the unique sign language stamp at the bottom of the old page.
It matched the exact hand gesture Maya had just performed moments ago.
Attorney: If this young lady is Sarah's lawful heir, you owe millions in back pay.
Richard took a step back as his face went completely white with fear.
Maya: I never cared about millions, I just wanted justice for my mother.
Eleanor: And justice is exactly what you are going to get today, child.