Cynthia: You'll regret this, Richard! I'll hire the best defense lawyers in the country! I'll take every single dollar you have!
Richard: You won't take a single dime, Cynthia. Every asset under your name is being frozen by federal auditors as we speak.
Cynthia: Lily! You wretched little maid! I should have destroyed you twenty years ago when you were born!
Lily: My mother survived your cruelty for twenty years, Cynthia. And today, her truth finally put you in handcuffs.
The police officers dragged Cynthia down the grand marble staircase while she screamed and cursed, her manicured nails digging into the air as the guests recorded her embarrassing arrest on their phones.
Eleanor: Thank God... the poison in this family has finally been removed.
Eleanor turned to Lily, taking the young girl's bruised, cold hands into her own softly wrinkled palms, tears streaming down her face.
Eleanor: My poor child... look at what you had to suffer just to come home to us.
Lily: I was so scared, Grandmother. I thought no one would believe me because I was just a maid in a gray uniform.
Richard: You are never just a maid, Lily. You are a Sterling. You are my sister, and I am going to make sure you never suffer another day in your life.
Richard stepped forward, pulling his weeping sister into a tight, protective embrace right in the center of the grand hall.
Lily: Thank you, Richard... thank you for listening to me.
Richard: I'm so sorry it took me twenty years to find you, Lily. But from this moment on, no one will ever hurt you again.
Two paramedics rushed into the room carrying a trauma kit, heading directly toward Lily to treat her bleeding nose and facial bruises.
Paramedic: Miss Sterling, please sit down on this chair so we can dress these facial wounds and check for a concussion.
Lily: Thank you... I feel so dizzy, but my heart feels light for the first time in my life.
Eleanor: Take good care of my granddaughter! She has suffered enough pain for ten lifetimes!