Three months later, the sun shone brightly over the city courthouse.
Grace walked up the wide stone steps wearing an elegant blue dress.
Arthur walked beside her holding a polished wooden cane for support.
They entered the large courtroom where the trial was taking place.
Victoria sat at the defense table wearing a plain gray jumpsuit.
Her high-priced divorce lawyer looked stressed and completely exhausted.
The prosecutor called Grace to the witness stand to testify.
Grace walked up to the front with confidence and pride.
She placed her right hand on the Bible and took her seat.
Prosecutor: State your full name for the court, please.
Grace: Grace Whitfield.
Victoria glared at Grace from across the room with intense hatred.
The prosecutor asked Grace to describe the events of that fateful afternoon.
Grace spoke clearly into the microphone for all to hear.
She detailed how Victoria had threatened her in the grand foyer.
She explained how she protected the black smartphone with her life.
The prosecutor played the phone recording for the judge and jury.
The clear audio proved Victoria's plan to steal the vast estate.
The jury listened intently with stern looks on their faces.
After two hours of deliberation, the jury returned with a verdict.
The head juror stood up and read the official document aloud.
Head Juror: We find the defendant guilty on all counts of fraud.
The judge slammed his heavy wooden gavel down on the desk.
Judge: Victoria Whitfield, you are sentenced to fifteen years in prison.
Victoria burst into loud tears as deputies led her away in chains.
Justice had finally been served for the entire Whitfield family.
Arthur turned to Grace with a bright and happy smile on his face.
He wrapped his arms around his daughter in a warm embrace.
Arthur: You saved this family in more ways than one.
Grace: I am just happy to finally be home with you, Dad.
Arthur smiled proudly as they walked out into the bright sunlight.