The living room was quiet except for the ticking clock.
David stood near the fireplace with his fists clenched tightly.
Victoria was sitting stiffly on the dark leather sofa.
Evelyn was upstairs resting comfortably in her quiet bedroom.
A local doctor was already on his way over.
David looked down at Victoria with pure disgust in his eyes.
David: How long have you been planning this plot?
Victoria: You are letting your emotions cloud your judgment!
David: I saw you step on her hand with my own eyes.
Victoria tried to regain her composure and adjust her hair.
She crossed her arms and glared right back at him.
Victoria: She was trying to strip your rightful inheritance away.
David: My mother built this entire company alongside my father.
David walked over to the antique desk in the corner.
He opened the top drawer and pulled out a briefcase.
The briefcase belonged to his late father's personal estate lawyer.
Inside were financial statements that did not make any sense.
Large sums of money had been transferred out recently.
Every transfer had occurred over the last six months.
David: Where did three million dollars go last month?
Victoria: That was for high-yield private investments for us!
David: The destination bank account is under your maiden name.
Victoria went pale as the room felt ice cold.
She had not realized David had accessed those files.
She thought the secret offshore accounts were completely hidden.
David: You never loved me or cared about this family.
Victoria: I gave you two years of my life!
David: You gave us two years of fake smiles and lies.
The front doorbell rang loudly through the empty hallway.
David walked over to answer the heavy wooden door.
Dr. Miller stepped inside carrying his black medical bag.
Dr. Miller: David, where is your mother right now?
David: She is upstairs resting in her room, Doctor.
Dr. Miller: I came as fast as I possibly could.
David led the trusted family doctor up the stairs.
Victoria remained on the sofa with her mind racing fast.
She needed a plan to protect her offshore money.
She pulled her smartphone out from her purple purse.
She quickly opened her private offshore banking application online.
She attempted to initiate a final transfer of funds immediately.
An error message flashed brightly red across the screen.
The bank account had already been completely frozen earlier today.
Victoria gasped as panic gripped her throat tightly.
David had already contacted the fraud investigators hours ago.
She realized the law was closing in around her quickly.
She stood up from the sofa and looked around wild-eyed.
The main front door was still unlocked and wide open.
She grabbed her designer purse and ran outside fast.