Richard: Agent, listen to me! I didn't know anything about the medical sedatives! Vanessa managed Arthur's prescriptions!
Vanessa: You coward! You knew every single detail! You picked up the pills from the private pharmacy in Maryland!
Richard: I was just following your instructions! You said it was vitamins for his memory!
Vanessa: You wanted the CEO seat just as much as I wanted the estate trust!
Agent Miller: Save it for the grand jury, both of you. Turn around.
Two federal officers stepped forward, pulling Richard’s arms behind his back and clicking heavy steel handcuffs around his wrists. A second officer grabbed Vanessa’s manicured hands, pinning them behind her emerald green gown.
Vanessa: Get your hands off me! Do you know who my defense attorneys are? I am the primary beneficiary of the Sterling estate!
Agent Miller: As of three o'clock today, the probate court suspended your beneficiary status under the state Slayer Statute, Mrs. Sterling. A convicted or indicted suspect cannot inherit from the victim's estate.
Richard: Chloe... please! Tell them I was tricked! I loved your father like my own dad!
Chloe: You stood over me while I was bleeding on this floor, Richard. You told me I owned nothing.
Richard: I was angry! I didn't mean it! We can work this out! We're married!
Chloe: The divorce papers were filed this morning, Richard. And because our prenuptial agreement explicitly voids all asset division in the case of felony fraud, you leave this marriage with the exact same thing you brought into it: zero.
Vanessa: You ruined us, Chloe! You ruined everything!
Chloe: You ruined yourselves, Vanessa. You thought money and status gave you the right to destroy my family. But my father built this business on truth, and truth is what sent you to prison.
The federal agents escorted Richard and Vanessa toward the glass elevator doors. Richard thrashed against the officer's grip, screaming hysterically at the cameras as two news crews gathered near the building driveway below.
Richard: Chloe! Don't do this to me! Call the lawyers! Please, Chloe!
The heavy elevator doors closed with a soft electronic chime, cutting off his desperate shouting once and for all.
Agent Miller walked over to me, handing me a small white towel and a bottles of water from her bag.
Agent Miller: Miss Sterling, the paramedics are waiting downstairs in the lobby. We need to get that head wound cleaned up and documented for the physical assault charges.
Chloe: Thank you, Agent Miller. Is the company server completely secure?
Agent Miller: Our cybersecurity team verified the fail-safe ten minutes ago. Your father's original sixty-percent voting share has been fully restored to your private account. You are officially the controlling owner of Sterling Global.
Chloe: Let's go downstairs. I have a company to rebuild.