Victoria: You hit me! A billionaire CEO laid his hands on a high-society heiress!
David: I should have thrown you off this property six months ago, Victoria!
Victoria: That video is distorted! It was a glare on the lens from the afternoon sun!
David: I just watched you push my two-month-old infant into eight feet of water!
Victoria: My hand slipped on the leather bar! I was trying to pull the sunshade down!
David: You leaned your entire body weight into that stroller, you monster!
Rosa slowly pushed herself up from the wet stone, holding her throbbing jaw.
Rosa: She told the baby he didn't belong in this mansion right before she shoved him, sir.
Victoria: Shut your mouth, maid! You are trying to destroy my upcoming wedding!
David: There is no wedding, Victoria. The wedding is canceled forever.
Victoria: You cannot cancel our wedding! We have five hundred guests arriving at the country club on Saturday!
David: Tell your guests to stay home, because you will be sitting in a county jail cell.
Victoria: My father owns thirty percent of the corporate debt bonds in Sterling Logistics, David!
David: Your father doesn't own a single dime in my company anymore, Victoria.
Victoria: What are you talking about?! The debt restructuring was approved by the board on Friday!
David: Your father was arrested at his private airport in Fort Worth forty minutes ago.
Victoria froze on the patio tiles, the green sequins on her dress shivering as she lost her breath.
Victoria: Arrested...? That is an absurd lie! My father is flying to Austin for a political dinner!
David: The Texas Rangers arrested him for grand embezzlement and corporate fraud.
Victoria: You're bluffing! You're making up insane stories to justify striking your fiancee!
David: Look at your phone sitting on the glass patio table, Victoria.
Victoria scrambled across the flagstones, her designer heels scraping against the stone.
She snatched her gold phone with shaking hands, tapping the glass with her polished nails.
Her display was flooded with forty missed calls and breaking news alerts from the Dallas Morning News.
Victoria: 'Vance Maritime raided by federal marshals... Arthur Vance detained on wire fraud charges'...
David: Every single asset tied to your father's name was frozen by court order at noon.
Victoria: No... No! Everything we built! My trust fund! My luxury condo in Miami!
David: Every account was seized under federal racketeering statutes, Victoria.
Victoria: You can't freeze my personal trust fund! That money came from my mother's estate!
David: That money was embezzled directly from our employee pension reserve three years ago.
Rosa: She spent fifteen thousand dollars on that green satin gown yesterday, Mr. Sterling.
David: Bought with money stolen from retired dockworkers and their families.
Victoria: I am a Vance! I deserve to live like royalty when I represent your logistics firm!
David: You won't be representing anything where you're going, Victoria.
Little Leo let out a soft whimper from inside the thick dry towel in David's arms.
David: Rosa, take Leo into the nursery right now. Turn on the heated blankets and call Dr. Reynolds.
Rosa: Right away, Mr. Sterling. Come here, precious baby. Nana has you.
Rosa gently lifted the infant into her arms, keeping him pressed close against her chest.
Victoria: Rosa has no right to carry that child! I am his future stepmother!
David: You are an attempted murderer who tried to eliminate an infant for an inheritance trust.
The distant sound of wailing police sirens began to echo down the long tree-lined driveway.
Victoria's hands dropped limp against her green gown as cold panic settled deep into her chest.