An hour later, David sat behind his heavy desk in the warm library.
A small fire crackled quietly inside the stone fireplace across the room.
Clara knocked gently on the door and stepped inside holding a leather folder.
She set the folder down right in front of David on the desk.
Clara: Sir, these are copies of financial papers Mrs. Vance tried to hide.
David: What do these papers mean, Clara? Explain this to me clearly.
Clara: She has been transferring funds out of Julian's trust account for months.
David opened the folder and began scanning the official bank account statements.
His jaw tightened as he saw huge sums of money moved away regularly.
The signatures on the authorization forms matched Evelyn's distinct slant handwriting perfectly.
He felt a painful shock ripple through his chest at this sudden betrayal.
David: How did you manage to get access to these confidential bank papers?
Clara: I found them dropped near the paper shredder in her private office.
David: Has she been mistreating my son while I was away on business?
Clara: She neglects him and threatens to send him away to boarding school.
David stood up from his chair while holding the evidence in his hands.
He felt a deep wave of anger rising inside his heart right now.
He had trusted Evelyn with his home and his beloved young son.
Yet she had been plotting against his family from the very beginning.
Suddenly the library door swung open wide with a loud harsh sound.
Evelyn stood in the doorway with her hands resting angrily on her hips.
Evelyn: I knew you were in here gossiping with the staff, Clara!
David: Evelyn, look at these bank transfer documents right now!
Evelyn: Those papers are completely fake and staged by this scheming maid!
Evelyn marched forward and grabbed the folder off the wooden desk fiercely.
She tried to rip the papers in half using all her strength.
David grabbed her wrist firmly and pulled the evidence back into safety.
David: Stop this right now! You are going to answer every question!
Evelyn: You choose a simple maid over your own devoted wife, David?
David: I choose the truth and the safety of my son above all!
Evelyn glared at Clara with pure hatred burning inside her dark eyes.
She knew that the ultimate confrontation was about to explode right here.