Mark held the blue folder tightly under his arm as he walked around the desk.
The two security men stepped forward to block his exit from the room.
Mark maneuvered past them quickly and ran out toward the central staircase.
He carried the baby carrier safely in his left hand as he moved up the stairs.
Evelyn ran after him while shouting orders to her staff across the foyer.
Evelyn: Stop him before he reaches his car in the front courtyard!
Mark reached the top of the grand staircase and stood on the open balcony.
A large framed American flag hung on the wall directly behind him in the sunlight.
Evelyn caught up to him on the upper walkway, breathing heavily from the climb.
Evelyn: You are ruining this family's public reputation over a small grudge!
Mark: You tried to steal my son's future for your own personal wealth!
Evelyn stepped closer to Mark with her face pale with intense anger.
Evelyn: Your father built this company, and I will not let you destroy it!
Mark: My father built this company for his family, not for your lies!
Evelyn reached out aggressively to grab the folder from under Mark's suit jacket.
Mark pulled back quickly and blocked her hand with his strong right arm.
Mark: What were you thinking when you forged his name on these papers?!
Evelyn stumbled back slightly from the sudden force of his defensive motion.
She gasped loudly and held her hand against her golden necklace in shock.
Evelyn: You dare raise your voice and stand against me in my own home?!
Mark: This is my home, and my son is the rightful heir to this entire property!
The baby woke up from the loud voices and began to cry inside his carrier.
Mark knelt down immediately on the upper floor to soothe his young child softly.
Mark: It's okay, little guy, Daddy has got you covered safe and sound.
Evelyn looked down at the father and child with eyes filled with bitterness.
Evelyn: You will never win against my team of estate attorneys in court!
Mark: The truth is written in ink right here, and justice will be served today.