Victoria: You put a hidden camera in my private hallway[cite: 1]?!
Julian: This isn't your hallway, Victoria. This estate belongs to Lily's trust fund[cite: 1].
Victoria: You had no legal right to record me without my consent[cite: 1]!
Julian: In the state of Texas, only one party needs to consent to an audio and video recording[cite: 1].
Victoria: You set me up! You pretended to leave for the office just to catch me[cite: 1]!
Julian: I came back because Mrs. Gable, our head housekeeper, called my cell phone in tears[cite: 1].
Victoria: That old maid is fired! I will have her deported by midnight[cite: 1]!
Julian: Mrs. Gable is an American citizen, Victoria, and she just signed a sworn witness deposition[cite: 1].
Lily: Daddy, can we go to my bedroom? My knees hurt from the floor[cite: 1].
Julian gently lifted Lily into his arms, wrapping his dry suit coat around her shivering body[cite: 1].
Julian: We're going downstairs right now, sweetie. Mrs. Gable is waiting in the kitchen with warm cocoa[cite: 1].
Mrs. Gable stepped through the lower foyer door, her eyes red from crying as she took Lily into her arms[cite: 1].
Mrs. Gable: Come here, precious angel. Nana has your favorite fuzzy blanket waiting[cite: 1].
Lily: Don't let the mean lady come downstairs, Daddy[cite: 1]!
Julian: Nobody will ever hurt you again, Lily. Daddy promises on his life[cite: 1].
Julian watched Mrs. Gable carry his daughter into the kitchen before turning back to Victoria[cite: 1].
He reached into his leather briefcase on the console table, pulling out a thick blue folder with official court seals[cite: 1].
Julian: Do you recognize these papers, Victoria[cite: 1]?
Victoria: What is that? More fake legal threats to scare me[cite: 1]?
Julian: These are the financial audit reports from Vance Maritime Holdings[cite: 1].
Victoria took a step back, her green silk dress rustling against the cold wall[cite: 1].
Victoria: How did you get access to my father's private corporate accounts[cite: 1]?
Julian: Your father tried to use Sterling Logistics cargo lines to move unregistered foreign containers last week[cite: 1].
Victoria: That was a routine shipping partnership! Our families have traded together for twenty years[cite: 1]!
Julian: Those containers didn't carry industrial parts, Victoria. They carried laundered currency from offshore shell firms[cite: 1].
Victoria: That's a lie! My father is a respected philanthropist and former state senator[cite: 1]!
Julian: Your father is currently sitting in a federal holding cell in downtown Dallas[cite: 1].
Victoria's jaw dropped open, her hands shaking violently as she gripped the wooden railing[cite: 1].
Victoria: My father... arrested? You're bluffing! You couldn't take down Arthur Vance[cite: 1]!
Julian: Federal marshals raided his penthouse at eight o'clock this morning[cite: 1].
Victoria: No... No! That's impossible! He had breakfast with the attorney general yesterday[cite: 1]!
Julian: The attorney general signed the search warrant forty-eight hours ago, Victoria[cite: 1].
Victoria: What does this have to do with me? I don't run the shipping lines[cite: 1]!
Julian: Your signature is on thirty-two fraudulent transfer authorizations, Victoria[cite: 1].
Victoria: I was only signing documents my father told me to sign as an officer of the board[cite: 1]!
Julian: You transferred twelve million dollars out of Lily's maternal trust fund into an account in the Cayman Islands[cite: 1]!
Victoria's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in pure, unmasked panic[cite: 1].
Victoria: That trust fund was supposed to be community property after our wedding[cite: 1]!
Julian: That money was Clara's life insurance and intellectual property royalties! It was never yours[cite: 1]!
The distant sound of wailing police sirens began to echo down the long oak-lined driveway outside the mansion[cite: 1].
Red and blue flashing lights danced across the high white walls, reflecting off the crystal chandelier[cite: 1].