Vanessa took another step backward toward the heavy oak doors.
Vanessa: This is ridiculous! You are making up stories to defend a thief!
Mark: Am I? Then why is your ring in your own dress pocket?
Vanessa froze in absolute terror.
Mark: I watched you hide it in your pocket right before you screamed at Elena.
Mark pulled out a small remote control and pressed a button.
The large flat screen in the foyer began playing security footage.
The video clearly showed Vanessa slipping her own ring into her gown pocket.
It showed her intentionally framing Elena to get her fired from the estate.
Elena: Why would you do that to me, Miss Vance?
Vanessa: Because you didn't belong here! You were getting too close to Mark!
Mark: No, Vanessa. You were afraid my legal team would audit the family accounts.
Mark pulled a stack of legal documents from his jacket pocket.
Mark: Your father has been embezzling millions from my uncle's trust fund for years.
Vanessa: You have no proof of that!
Mark: The federal agents waiting outside have all the proof they need.
Two uniformed federal officers opened the grand front doors and walked inside.
Vanessa let out a sharp cry as the officers stepped toward her.
Vanessa: Mark, please! We are getting married today! You love me!
Mark: I could never love a cruel, fraudulent woman like you.
The officer placed heavy steel handcuffs around Vanessa's manicured wrists.
Vanessa: You can't do this to me! My father will destroy you!
Officer: Your father was arrested at his office twenty minutes ago, ma'am.
Vanessa screamed in rage as the officers escorted her out to the patrol car.
The grand foyer fell completely silent as the heavy doors clicked shut.
Mark walked over to Elena and took both of her hands in his.
Mark: You will never have to scrub another floor in this house again, Elena.
Elena: I don't know what to say... This feels like a dream.
Mark: It is reality. Welcome home, cousin.
Elena smiled through her tears, knowing justice had finally prevailed.
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