Arthur turned to face his sister, holding the financial papers firmly.
Arthur: You stole over two million dollars from father's charitable trust!
Victoria: That money was meant for my future business ventures in town!
Arthur: You took funds reserved for children's hospital grants across the state!
Victoria stepped into the room, tossing her travel bag onto the sofa.
Victoria: Father promised me total financial independence before he passed away!
Arthur: He would be ashamed of what you have turned into today!
Elena stepped back toward the library bookshelves to stay out of the way.
She watched as Arthur held up the signed wire transfer forms closely.
Arthur: These signatures are forged, Victoria, and you know it well!
Victoria: Nobody can prove I signed those electronic document forms at all!
Elena: I saw you using father's laptop late Tuesday night, miss.
Victoria whipped her head toward Elena, her eyes burning with fierce rage.
Victoria: Be quiet, you ungrateful servant, before I destroy your reputation!
Arthur: Do not speak to my loyal staff like that ever again!
Arthur walked toward the desk telephone and picked up the heavy receiver.
Arthur: I am calling our family legal representative and police investigators now.
Victoria rushed forward, grabbing Arthur's arm to stop his movement instantly.
Victoria: If you call the police, this entire family name is ruined!
Arthur: You ruined our family name the moment you began stealing money!
He pushed her hands away gently but firmly, dialing the legal office.
Victoria realized that her power over her brother had completely evaporated today.
She stepped back, her hands trembling as panic finally set inside her.
Victoria: Please, Arthur, we can settle this matter quietly between us!
Arthur: You tried to frame Elena and destroy my wife's memory today.
Arthur: There will be no quiet settlements for your selfish actions anymore.
The study door opened again, and two security guards entered the room.
Arthur: Escort my sister to the front parlor and stay with her.
Guard: Yes, Mr. Sterling, right away sir, please follow us miss.
Victoria glared at her brother with deep bitterness in her icy eyes.
Victoria: You will regret choosing a maid over your own biological blood!
She walked out of the study, flanked closely by the two guards.
Arthur leaned against the heavy oak desk, sighing with immense emotional fatigue.
He looked at Elena, who offered a quiet, sympathetic look back.
Elena: Are you going to be alright, Mr. Sterling, after all this?
Arthur: I will be fine, Elena, thanks to your courage and honesty.