Eleanor: Child abuse?! That is an absolute lie! I barely touched her!
Police Officer 2: Step back, ma'am. Keep your hands where we can see them.
Victoria: Show the officers the financial audit, Arthur.
Lawyer: Officer, we have an active bench warrant issued by District Court Judge Miller regarding financial fraud, grand larceny, and forgery involving the Vance family trust fund.
Police Officer 1: Let me see those papers, sir.
The attorney handed a thick stack of court documents to the lead officer, who flipped through the stamped pages with a serious expression.
Police Officer 1: Eleanor Vance, there is an active warrant for your arrest regarding wire fraud and embezzlement of estate funds.
Eleanor: What?! That's impossible! My accountants handled all those transfers legally!
Lawyer: Your accountants turned state's evidence yesterday afternoon, Eleanor. They provided full bank records showing you transferred fourteen million dollars out of the trust fund into an offshore account in the Cayman Islands.
Eleanor: They lied! They were stealing from me!
Victoria: You spent years stealing what belonged to my family, Eleanor. Did you really think you would get away with it forever?
Eleanor: Your father loved me! He wanted me to have that money!
Victoria: My father was suffering from severe Alzheimer's, and you took advantage of him while I was managing our overseas shipping branch!
Lily: Mommy, why is the mean lady going to jail?
Victoria: Because when people do bad things and hurt little girls, they have to face the consequences, Lily.
Eleanor: You arrogant little brat! You ruined everything!
Eleanor lunged forward toward Victoria and Lily, her fingers clawing like talons, but both police officers immediately grabbed her arms, twisting them behind her back.
Police Officer 1: Stop resisting! Put your hands behind your back right now!
Eleanor: Let go of me! Get your hands off my dress!
The metallic click of handcuffs echoed through the silent luxury hall as the officers secured Eleanor's wrists behind her velvet gown.
Police Officer 1: Eleanor Vance, you are under arrest for grand larceny, forgery, wire fraud, and battery on a minor.
Eleanor: Victoria, please! We can make a deal! I'll give back the fourteen million! Just drop the charges!
Victoria: I don't negotiate with criminals who hurt my daughter.
Eleanor: Arthur! Talk to her! Tell her we can settle this out of court!
Lawyer: The state prosecutor is handling the criminal charges now, Eleanor. It's completely out of our hands.
The police officers turned Eleanor around and began escorting her down the long white marble hallway, past the rows of wealthy guests who watched in stunned silence.
Guest 1: Look at her... going to jail in her velvet dress.
Guest 2: Serves her right. She was always so cruel to the staff and everyone around her.
Guest 1: I can't believe she thought she could steal Richard's whole inheritance and get away with it.
Eleanor's desperate screams echoed off the high ceilings until the heavy glass doors at the main entrance slammed shut behind her.