Victoria walked slowly back up the stairs toward her bedroom area.
She pulled a large leather suitcase out from the master closet space.
She began tossing her clothes inside with hurried and messy movements.
Mark stood near the bedroom door, keeping a calm watching eye.
Mark: You have one hour to pack your personal belongings completely.
Victoria: You are making a huge mistake throwing me away like this!
Mark: You tried to steal my daughter's future for your own gain.
Victoria stopped packing and turned around to look at Mark directly.
Victoria: I deserved a share of this estate after two long years!
Mark: You were supported, respected, and loved in this home every day.
Victoria: Love does not secure a comfortable lifestyle in a city like this!
Mark felt a wave of sadness for having trusted her before.
He realized her feelings had been calculated from the very beginning.
Mark: My mother saw right through people who acted like you do.
Mark: That is why she placed the mansion inside Lily's irrevocable trust.
Victoria zipped the large leather suitcase shut with a harsh sound.
She picked up her purse from the bed stand near the lamp.
Victoria: I will have my own attorney look over every single document!
Mark: Feel free to call whoever you like, the law is clear.
Victoria walked past Mark without looking into his eyes again now.
She rolled her heavy suitcase down the long carpeted master hallway.
Lily stood near the living room entrance with her father nearby.
Victoria paused near the large front doors made of solid oak wood.
Victoria: You will regret treating me this way, Mark, mark my words!
Mark: The only regret I have is not opening that door sooner.
Victoria opened the heavy front door and stepped out into the daylight.
The bright Texas sun shone down on the concrete front driveway steps.
She pulled her suitcase behind her toward her waiting dark sedan car.
Mark watched from the doorway until her car pulled out completely.
The gate at the end of the driveway closed shut with a final click.
A heavy sense of relief washed over Mark's chest right then.
He turned back toward his daughter with a soft warm smile.