Arthur: My God... Victoria... how could you?
Victoria: What are you talking about? She’s the one who did it! The video must be distorted!
Arthur: The video is crystal clear! You unlocked the wheel brakes yourself while Marcus was looking away!
Marcus: You... unlocked my brakes, Victoria?
Victoria: It... it was an accident! I was just adjusting the footrests!
Arthur: You adjusted the footrests and then stepped back four feet with your arms crossed while he rolled backward into six feet of water! You didn't make a single move to help him!
Elena: I told you! I saw her just standing there!
Arthur: You attempted murder in our own house! In front of a security system I updated last week!
Victoria gasped in horror, clutching her pearl necklace as her entire frame began to tremble. The smooth, cold composure she had maintained for years cracked wide open under the glow of the smartphone screen.
Victoria: Arthur, please... you're my brother-in-law, you can't show that to anyone! We can settle this inside!
Arthur: Settle this? You tried to kill my brother for his inheritance!
Marcus: The trust transfers... that’s why you moved the funds yesterday morning...
Victoria: Marcus, darling, listen to me! I was doing it to protect our assets from his bad investments!
Marcus: Protect my assets?! You wanted me dead so you could take the entire estate and the life insurance policy!
Elena: Mr. Marcus, let me help you up onto the lounge chair. You're shaking from the cold water.
Marcus: Thank you, Elena. You're the only person in this house who actually saved my life tonight.
Victoria: She’s a maid! She’s just doing it for a bigger tip! Don't listen to her, Marcus!
Arthur: Shut your mouth, Victoria! I am calling the Dallas Police Department right now, and I’m sending this video file directly to the District Attorney.
Victoria: You can't do that! If I go down, I’ll take the entire family reputation down with me! The press will ruin the company!
Arthur: I don't care about the press. I care about my brother's life.
Victoria backed away toward the edge of the patio, her eyes darting toward her luxury sports car parked in the circular driveway. She grabbed her leather handbag from the outdoor table, her face flushed with desperation and rage.
Victoria: You'll regret this, both of you! You won't get a single penny back from those offshore accounts!
Elena: Mr. Arthur, don't let her leave! She’s going to run!
Arthur stepped directly into her path, his tall frame blocking the exit to the driveway with unyielding authority.
Arthur: You aren't going anywhere, Victoria. The front gates are already locked automatically by the security system.
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