Victoria: You called the police on your own wife?! Have you lost your mind?! Think about the family reputation!
David: The only thing I care about protecting is my daughter. You mean nothing to me anymore.
Victoria: I am the lady of this estate! I am your wife under the law! You can't just throw me out like trash!
David: Watch me. The moment those officers look at this video, you won't be living in a mansion anymore. You'll be living in a prison cell.
Victoria's eyes darted frantically toward the smart tablet on the wall. She made a sudden rush toward the screen, reaching out her hand to smash the glass panel.
Victoria: Give me that tablet!
David: Don't touch it!
I stepped between Victoria and the wall, shoving her back before she could reach the device. She stumbled back across the polished marble, her high heels clicking loudly against the floor as she glared at me with pure venom.
Victoria: You think you're so smart, David! You think you can just cast me aside and keep your millions all to yourself!
David: This isn't about money, Victoria! This is about what you did to a helpless toddler!
Victoria: It IS about money! You hired me to be a proper stepmother, but you never respected me! You always put this brat before me!
David: She is my biological child! Of course she comes first!
Victoria: I gave up my career to move into this house! I signed your ridiculous prenuptial agreement because I thought we were building a future together!
David: You signed that prenup because you wanted access to my trust fund and my company accounts!
Lily: Daddy... my arm hurts...
I looked down at Lily, whose small fingers were gripping my suit collar so tightly her knuckles were white. The scrapes on her elbows were bleeding slightly, staining her yellow sunshirt.
David: I know, sweetie. Daddy's got you. The doctor is on his way, okay?
Victoria: A doctor?! You're calling a doctor for a few tiny scratches?! She fell down on the rug!
David: Stop lying, Victoria! The video shows you dragging her across stone floor for five minutes straight while she begged you to stop!
Victoria: She was refusing to eat her lunch! She spilled her juice on my expensive rug!
David: She's THREE YEARS OLD! Kids spill juice! Normal human beings don't tie them up with a dog leash!
Victoria: I was teaching her consequences! In my family, children are taught respect from the moment they can walk!
David: Your family was destroyed by your abusive father, Victoria! I thought you were different, but you're just as broken as he was!
Victoria gasped, her breath catching in her throat as if she had been hit in the chest. Her nostrils flared, and her eyes filled with dark rage.
Victoria: Don't you dare talk about my father! You know nothing about what I went through!
David: I know enough to know that you belong behind bars. And starting today, you will never see a single cent of my estate again.
Heavy footsteps echoed down the front entryway as two uniformed police officers stepped into the hallway, their dark uniforms standing out against the bright marble walls.