Evelyn: You think you can discard me like garbage, Caleb? After everything my father did for your career?
Caleb: Your father embezzled twelve million dollars from my family's shipping trust, Evelyn!
Evelyn: That was a temporary business bridge loan! My father saved your company from bankruptcy!
Caleb: He didn't save anything! He created the shortfall so he could force me to sign that marriage contract!
Maya sat on the floor against the wall, rocking the crying baby gently against her chest while checking his tiny arms and fingers.
Maya: Caleb, his breathing is very fast... We need to call the family doctor right now.
Caleb: Dr. Reynolds is already on his way, Maya. I called him from my car when I saw your text message.
Evelyn: You texted him behind my back, you little snake?
Maya: I texted him because you locked the nursery doors this morning and took his baby formula!
Caleb: You locked the child in his room without food, Evelyn?
Evelyn: He was crying non-stop! My bridge club was downstairs having tea! What was I supposed to do?
Caleb: You hire a nurse! You don't starve an infant in an unventilated room!
Evelyn: He isn't your child, Caleb! Why are you treating a maid's orphan like royalty?
Caleb: Because he is my blood, Evelyn. And Maya was my legal wife before you ever stepped foot in this city.
Evelyn froze on the bottom step, her fingers dropping from her swollen cheek as her mouth fell wide open.
Evelyn: Your... your legal wife? What ridiculous fairy tale are you inventing now?
Caleb: Maya and I were married four years ago in Boston, before my father's naval accident.
Evelyn: That's a lie! Your mother told me you were a bachelor when our engagement was arranged!
Maya: His mother hated me because my parents worked in a factory in South Boston, Evelyn.
Caleb: My mother hid our marriage certificate in the family vault and threatened to disinherit me if I brought Maya home.
Evelyn: Then your marriage was never registered with the state board! You signed our marriage license last winter!
Caleb: Check the courthouse records in Suffolk County, Evelyn. Maya and I never filed for divorce.
Evelyn: That means... our marriage...
Caleb: Our marriage is bigamous and completely void under state law, Evelyn. You have zero legal rights to this estate.
Evelyn stumbled backward, her hand catching the brass banister as the room seemed to spin around her.
Evelyn: No... No! That's impossible! I signed a prenuptial agreement giving me forty percent of Sterling Global!
Maya: You signed an agreement with a married man, Evelyn. It isn't worth the ink on the paper.
Evelyn: You planned this! Both of you planned this to humiliate the Vance family!
Caleb: We didn't plan anything, Evelyn. Maya came here as a housekeeper because she wanted our son to know his father, while I fought my mother's lawyers in court.
Maya: And today, you tried to throw my son over a marble balcony because you realized your fake life was ending.
The heavy front doors chimed as two private security guards entered the foyer, their dark uniforms sharp and unyielding.
Caleb: Harrison, take Miss Vance upstairs to the west wing. Watch her pack her personal bags, and make sure she doesn't touch a single piece of Sterling jewelry.
Harrison: Right away, Mr. Sterling.
Evelyn: Don't you dare lay your hands on me, security! I will call my corporate attorney this instant!
Caleb: Call whoever you want, Evelyn. Because my next phone call is to the police department.