Victoria took a step back, her hands shaking as she tried to compose herself.
Victoria: Mark, she was going through your private study without permission!
Victoria: I was only trying to protect your legal papers!
Mark: You were screaming at an eight-year-old child and threatening her!
Lily: She was trying to take mommy's box, Daddy!
Mark looked down at the scattered papers lying across the pristine white marble floor.
He knelt down while still holding Lily and picked up one of the printed pages.
It was a fraudulent transfer deed meant to sign over the mansion to an offshore account.
Mark's eyes scanned the legal document as the painful reality finally set in.
Victoria had not married him out of love or companionship at all.
She had been systematically trying to strip away Lily's inheritance piece by piece.
Mark: You forged my signature on these mortgage transfer forms.
Victoria: Mark, listen to me for one minute!
Mark: I am done listening to your lies, Victoria.
Mark: You came into this house pretending to care about my daughter.
Mark: But all you ever cared about was the money in our bank accounts.
Victoria realized that her carefully constructed plan was completely ruined.
Her soft, elegant demeanor vanished entirely, replaced by a bitter, resentful glare.
Victoria: You think you can just kick me out like this?
Victoria: I am your lawful wife under the law!
Victoria: Half of this estate belongs to me if you file for divorce!
Mark: Not when I hand these forged documents over to the authorities.
Mark pulled his cell phone from his pocket without breaking eye contact with her.
He dialed the direct line to his private attorney and put the phone on speaker mode.
Mark: Arthur, I need you to contact the police department immediately.
Mark: My wife has attempted financial fraud and threatened my daughter in our home.
Victoria gasped sharply as the lawyer's voice answered clearly over the speaker.
Arthur: I am on my way with the formal injunction right now, Mark.
Victoria turned around in total panic and ran toward the master bedroom to pack her things.
Mark held Lily tighter, kissing her cheek as tears of relief washed down her small face.