Vanessa: I am not leaving this mansion, Marcus! Our marriage certificate is legally filed with the county court!
Marcus: I don't care about a piece of paper, Vanessa. I will have security carry you out to the gate.
Vanessa: If you kick me out, my family attorneys will file for divorce tomorrow morning!
Marcus: Good! File it today! I'll pay my legal team double to expedite the court hearing!
Vanessa: You'll be paying me thirty million dollars in spousal support according to our prenuptial agreement!
Marcus: Read the fine print of that prenuptial agreement, Vanessa! Any act of physical abuse against my son immediately voids every single financial clause!
Vanessa froze on the pristine marble floor, her posture stiffening as her eyes narrowed in anger.
Vanessa: You can't prove abuse in a court of law! It's your maid's word against mine!
Marcus: Do you really think I built a billion-dollar company by being stupid?
Vanessa: What are you talking about?!
Marcus: Maria, tell her what we discussed last Thursday.
Maria: Mr. Sterling installed security sensors and hidden lenses behind the wall sconces last week, Miss Vanessa.
Vanessa: What?! You put cameras inside the private living areas?!
Marcus: Every single hallway, foyer, and nursery corner has high-definition 4K video recording twenty-four hours a day.
Vanessa: That... that is an invasion of my personal privacy!
Marcus: It is my house, and I have a legal duty to protect my child from a domestic abuser.
Vanessa: Marcus, please... let's talk about this privately in the study!
Marcus: There is nothing left to discuss with you, Vanessa.
Vanessa: I was stressed! Managing this entire estate while you travel for corporate business is exhausting!
Marcus: Maria manages the estate! You spend your days shopping on Worth Avenue and drinking champagne at charity galas!
Vanessa: I represent your family name in public! I preserve your social standing!
Marcus: You disgrace my family name every time you touch my son!
Baby: Daddy... I want to go to my room. I'm scared of her shouting.
Marcus: Maria, please take Leo upstairs to the master nursery. Lock the door from the inside until I call you.
Maria: Right away, Mr. Sterling. Come here, little sweetheart.
Maria gently lifted the toddler into her arms, cradling his head against her shoulder as she walked quickly toward the grand staircase.
Vanessa: Don't you dare take that child away from me!
Marcus: Step back, Vanessa! Lay one finger on Maria or Leo again and I will throw you through those front doors myself!
Vanessa: You're choosing a servant over your lawful wife?!
Marcus: I'm choosing my son's life over a heartless gold-digger!
Vanessa: You will regret this day, Marcus! I will ruin your public image! I'll talk to every news outlet in Florida!
Marcus: Go ahead. Tell the news media that you were caught on high-definition video dragging a toddler by his arm.
Vanessa: They won't see that video! My lawyers will file an emergency court injunction to block the footage!
Marcus: The police are already viewing the live stream on their precinct monitors right now.
Vanessa’s face drained of all color, her lips trembling as the distant sound of police sirens began to echo down the long drive.