Chloe: Daniel, please! Look at me! We've been together for two years!
Daniel: And for two years, you played the sweet, loving girlfriend while plotting to bleed my family dry!
Chloe: I love you! I swear I love you!
Daniel: You loved my bank account. You loved this mansion. And today, you showed my mother exactly who you really are.
Daniel reached into his pocket, pulling out a sleek black smartphone. He swiped the screen and brought it to his ear without taking his eyes off Chloe.
Chloe: Who are you calling? Daniel, don't do this!
Daniel: Security, this is Daniel. I need two guards in the main foyer immediately. And call the city precinct to report a grand larceny and physical assault.
Chloe: The police?! You're calling the police on your own fiancée?!
Daniel: You are not my fiancée anymore, Chloe. The engagement is officially canceled.
Chloe screamed hysterically, lunging forward to grab Daniel's arm, but Margaret stepped between them with calm, untouchable authority.
Margaret: Do not lay another finger on my son, Chloe.
Chloe: You ruined my life, you miserable old woman! I was going to be a billionaire!
Margaret: You were going to be a criminal. Now, you are just a trespasser in my home.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the side hallway as two large estate security guards in dark suits rushed into the foyer. Behind them walked two uniformed police officers who had just pulled into the long driveway.
Security Guard: Mr. Sterling! Mrs. Sterling! What is the situation?
Daniel: This woman assaulted my mother, stole fifty thousand dollars from my corporate account, and forged financial documents.
Police Officer: Chloe Vance?
Chloe: Officer, listen to me! This is a domestic dispute! They are framing me because I wanted to break off the engagement!
Margaret: The foyer security cameras recorded the entire incident, Officer. Including the water bucket, the slap, and her confession regarding the wire transfer.
The officer looked up at the small black camera lens mounted high on the wall near the American flag, then turned back to Chloe.
Police Officer: Miss Vance, turn around and place your hands behind your back.
Chloe: No! Get your hands off me! Do you know who my father is?!
Police Officer: Your father's firm is currently under federal investigation, Miss Vance. Now put your hands behind your back.
The cold steel handcuffs clicked around Chloe's wrists. She thrashed against the officer's grip, her red halter gown dragging on the wet marble tile as she was forced toward the heavy front doors.
Chloe: Daniel! Tell them to stop! Mrs. Sterling, please forgive me! I'll give the money back!
Neither Daniel nor Margaret answered her. They stood side by side in the center of the foyer, watching in silent dignity as the police led her out into the bright daylight.