The high-key bright daylight illuminated every line of fury carved into Richard's face as he stood up with his daughter clutched tightly against his chest.
Richard: You will never touch her again, Victoria. Do you hear me?
Victoria: You are making a huge mistake, Richard! Give me back my child!
Richard: Your child? You just tried to throw her over a thirty-foot drop!
Victoria: The maid is lying to save her job! Fire her right now!
Elena: Check the security cameras in the hallway, Mr. Vance! The lenses cover the whole upper rail!
Victoria flinched visibly at the mention of the cameras, her golden yellow silk dress rustling as she stepped backward.
Victoria: We do not need to check any cameras! You are insulting me!
Richard: If the cameras show an accident, I will apologize on my knees, Victoria.
Elena: And if they show what she really did, what then, sir?
Richard: Then she will answer to me and to the authorities.
Victoria: You would choose a common maid over your legally wedded wife?
Richard: Elena saved my daughter's life today while you tried to end it for your own gain.
Victoria: My gain? What are you even talking about?
Richard: I talked to my divorce lawyer and my estate planner this morning, Victoria[cite: 4].
Victoria's face turned pale under her makeup, the golden fabric of her dress suddenly looking like a trap closing in around her.
Victoria: That has nothing to do with what happened up there!
Richard: It has everything to do with the trust fund and the family inheritance[cite: 4].