Veronica: Richard, listen to me! If I go to prison, your company's reputation will be destroyed! The board of directors will force you to step down as CEO!
Richard: My company is doing fine, Veronica. But your life as a Palm Beach socialite is officially over.
Veronica: I was pregnant! I thought I was pregnant with your heir! That's why I panicked!
Richard: Don't lie to me. I had your medical records reviewed by my private physician last week. You aren't pregnant, and you never were.
Veronica: You searched my medical records?! How dare you!
Richard: You married me for my fortune, Veronica. You thought you could eliminate my daughter, fake a pregnancy, and claim my late wife's family trust fund.
Veronica: That trust fund belongs to the mistress of this house! Sarah is dead! I am your wife now!
Richard: Sarah's trust fund was legally protected for Lily the day she was born. Not a single cent of it could ever touch your hands, even if Lily wasn't here.
Veronica gasped, her eyes wide with shock and humiliation as her entire scheme unraveled in front of her.
Veronica: You knew... you knew from the beginning?!
Richard: I suspected your intentions the moment you insisted on moving into this mansion before the wedding. That's why I hired private investigators to track your bank accounts.
Veronica: You set a trap for me!
Richard: No, Veronica. You set a trap for yourself the moment you decided to hurt an innocent five-year-old child for money.
The distant wail of police sirens began to echo through the grand glass windows of the mansion, growing louder as emergency vehicles sped up the long Palm Beach driveway.
Veronica: No... no, no, no! Tell them to go away! Richard, I'll sign the divorce papers today! I'll waive all spousal support!
Richard: It's too late for divorce papers, Veronica. You're facing attempted first-degree murder charges.
Veronica: You can't do this to me! My father is a judge in Miami! He will destroy your legal team!
Richard: Your father lost his judicial license four years ago for bribery, Veronica. I know everything about your family background.
Downstairs, the front doors opened once again, and four uniformed police officers rushed into the grand foyer, their boots clicking sharply against the white marble floor.
Officer Hayes: Mr. Sterling! We received the emergency alert and the live video transmission from your security firm!
Richard: She's up here on the second-floor balcony, Officer. Proceed with caution.
Veronica: STAY AWAY FROM ME! DO NOT COME UP THESE STAIRS!
Officer Hayes: Ma'am, step away from the railing and put your hands where we can see them!
Veronica: This is a private residence! You have no warrant!
Officer Hayes: We have exigent circumstances and a live broadcast of a felony crime in progress. Step down now!
Veronica: Richard, tell them to stop! Tell them it was a misunderstanding!
Richard: The only misunderstanding was thinking you could get away with it.