Mark walked over to his private first-floor study and unlocked the heavy mahogany desk drawers with a key.
He pulled out a thick black leather notebook that contained all the recent bank accounts for the house.
He had hired a private financial forensic team two weeks ago after noticing missing budget funds monthly.
Victoria hurried down the stairs with her high heels clicking loudly against the cold polished marble floor.
She adjusted her dress and tried to regain her composure as she stepped into the dimly lit study.
Victoria: Mark, let us sit down like rational adults and discuss the family trust fund terms.
Mark: There is nothing left for us to discuss regarding any future trust fund payments to you.
Victoria: Your late father promised that I would be taken care of for my entire life!
Mark: He promised you a comfortable life, not a budget to steal millions from his company.
Mark slammed the black notebook open on the large oak desk between them with a heavy thud.
Victoria glanced at the red numbers highlighted across the financial balance pages and gasped in shock.
The documents detailed over two million dollars transferred into private offshore bank accounts over eighteen months.
Every single transaction carried Victoria's verified electronic signature and private authorization code from her home tablet.
Mark: You thought I was too busy working at the firm to notice these massive transfers.
Victoria: I needed that capital for private personal investments to secure my own golden future!
Mark: You stole from my company trust and emotionally mistreated my innocent daughter in her home.
Victoria: You have no concrete proof that I ever harmed anyone in this big cold house!
Mark reached into his suit jacket pocket and pulled out his digital smartphone with a calm smile.
He pressed a quick playback button on the main screen and placed the device on the desk.
The high-definition security camera feed from the second-floor hallway began playing loud audio clear across the room.
Victoria's cruel voice echoed clearly through the office speakers as she pushed Lily's doll over the rail.
Her face turned completely white as she realized the entire upper hallway had full audio recording installed.
Mark: Every single hallway in this mansion was equipped with updated cameras last month for safety.
Victoria: You were secretly spying on me in my own home this entire time, Mark!
Mark: I was protecting my daughter from a greedy snake who wanted her inheritance money.
Victoria fell back into a plush leather armchair near the fireplace as her knees buckled under stress.