Arthur: Did you touch them?! Did you torture my children in my own home while I was at work[cite: 1]?!
Victoria: Arthur, back away from me right now! You're acting insane!
Arthur: Answer me! Did you lay your hands on my injured daughter?!
Victoria: She needed to learn her place! You spend all your time worrying about them and their inheritance instead of taking me to Europe like you promised!
Arthur: You selfish, evil monster!
Before Victoria could take another step back, Arthur’s hand flew across the air[cite: 1]. A sharp, crackling slap echoed through the massive foyer, striking Victoria hard across her right cheek[cite: 1].
Victoria: Agh! Stop! How dare you strike me[cite: 1]!
Without hesitating, Arthur delivered two more swift, forceful slaps in rapid succession, the impacts snapping Victoria’s head side to side[cite: 1]. Her sequin dress shimmered violently as she lost her balance, her high heels slipping on the polished stone floor[cite: 1].
Victoria: Ah! Arthur, please! Stop it!
She stumbled backward in complete shock, clutching her burning, bright-red cheek as she collapsed onto her knees against the base of the staircase[cite: 1]. Tears of humiliation sprang to her eyes as red sequin beads caught the bright sunlight[cite: 1].
Arthur: If you ever raise your voice or your hand to my children again, I will make sure you rot in a federal prison for the rest of your natural life!
Victoria: You hit me! The housekeeper saw it! I'm calling the police! I'll sue you for every penny of your estate!
Arthur: Go ahead! Call them right now! Let the police see the locked safe with my daughter's medicine! Let them look at the security camera footage from the hallway!
Victoria’s face drained of all color, her hand freezing on her cheek as she remembered the hidden security dome mounted near the foyer ceiling[cite: 1].
Victoria: The... the cameras are recording?
Arthur: Every single angle of this house streams directly to my private server! I have video of you shoving Maya into that door handle! I have audio of you screaming at an infant!
Victoria: Arthur... please, let's talk about this in private. I was just stressed from taking care of them all day!
Arthur: Shut your mouth! Don't you dare speak another word to me or my family!
Arthur turned his back on her completely, ignoring her whimpers as he rushed toward his daughter[cite: 1]. He dropped to his knees on the hard, light marble floor, wrapping his arms securely around Maya’s waist and pulling her tight against his chest[cite: 1].
Arthur: You are safe now, my babies[cite: 1]. Daddy is here... I will never let anyone hurt you again[cite: 1].
Maya: Daddy... it hurt so much. I was so scared she was going to hurt Noah more.
Arthur: Shh, I know, sweetie. I'm so sorry I didn't see through her sooner. I'm here now. Daddy's got you both[cite: 1].
Maya buried her face into her father's shoulder, her tears soaking into his suit jacket as Arthur gently unbuckled the baby carrier from her back, taking crying little Noah into his arms[cite: 1].