Elena: You're insane! You've completely lost your mind over a toddler!
Marcus: She is my daughter, not a piece of trash you can throw away for an inheritance payout!
Elena: The trust fund was going to be split anyway! Why are you making such a massive deal out of a minor shove?
Marcus: A minor shove?! You threw her off a three-story drop onto solid marble floors!
Elena: Kids bounce back! She was fine, wasn't she? Your precious nanny caught her anyway!
Marcus: Listen to the vile filth coming out of your own mouth! You have zero remorse!
Elena: Why should I have remorse for a child that isn't even biologically mine to begin with?
Marcus: I knew it! I knew your sweet stepmother act was just a mask for your greed!
Elena: Marrying a billionaire CEO has perks, Marcus, but dealing with your brat wasn't one of them!
Marcus: Those perks are officially revoked as of right now, Elena!
Elena: You can't just cancel my lifestyle! We have joint accounts and corporate holdings!
Marcus: My lawyers froze every single account the second my finger hit the panic button downstairs!
Elena: You locked me out of our accounts?! Are you out of your absolute mind?!
Marcus: I should have locked you out the day I signed our marriage license!
Elena: I'll ruin you in front of the board of directors! They'll think you're the abusive one!
Marcus: Let them look at the security camera footage playing on a loop in my office right now!
Elena: Security cameras? There's a camera facing the upper balcony railing?
Marcus: Every square inch of this estate is monitored, Elena. Did you really think there were blind spots in my own home?
Elena: Delete the footage, Marcus! Please, we can settle this quietly behind closed doors!
Marcus: The only thing getting deleted today is your access to my life and my fortune!
Elena: You're going to destroy our entire family empire over this stupid argument!
Marcus: The empire stands strong because I built it. You're just a parasite falling off the branch.
Elena: I swear to God, if you call the police, I will make your life a living hell!
Marcus: The police are already pulling through the front gates, Elena. Listen to sirens.
Flashing blue and red lights painted the white marble walls through the large foyer windows as heavy police boots echoed outside[cite: 1].