Brandon: What is this folder, Vanessa?
Vanessa: I have no idea, Brandon! Your mother was always carrying around her old papers and family clutter!
Brandon: These aren't old papers. This is the official seal of the family estate trust.
Vanessa: Why are you questioning me while your mother is lying there injured? Call an ambulance!
Brandon pulled his phone from his navy blue jacket pocket, his hands shaking so violently he nearly dropped it. He dialed emergency services and pressed the phone to his ear.
Brandon: Yes, I need an emergency response at 4402 Willow Creek Drive. My mother had a fall down the stairs. She's unconscious!
Dispatcher: Sir, is she breathing?
Brandon: Yes, but her breathing is weak. Please hurry!
Dispatcher: Paramedics are on the way, sir. Stay on the line.
Brandon lowered the phone and looked back up at Vanessa, whose cheeks were flushed bright red under her heavy makeup.
Vanessa: You can't listen to a confused seven-year-old child, Brandon. Lily was in the living room watching cartoons. She didn't see anything!
Lily: I came out to get my juice box, Daddy! I saw Grandma holding the paper, and Vanessa was screaming at her!
Brandon: Is that true, Vanessa? Were you fighting with my mother?
Vanessa: We were having a minor disagreement about the gala! That is all!
Brandon: About the gala? My mother hasn't left this house in three weeks because of her hip pain. Why would she care about a charity gala?
Vanessa: Because she was complaining about the money I spent on my dress! She always judges me!
Brandon: My mother controls the family trust fund, Vanessa. She doesn't judge, she manages the accounts.
Vanessa: She was trying to turn you against me! She wanted you to cut my monthly allowance!
Brandon: Is that what this was about? Money?
Vanessa: Of course not! I love you, Brandon! I married you for you, not your family's money!
Lily: She said mean words, Daddy! She told Grandma that she was going to take everything and throw us out!
Vanessa: Shut up, you little liar!
Brandon: Hey! Do not talk to my daughter like that in this house ever again!
Vanessa: You're taking her word over your wife's?
Brandon: I am looking at my mother bleeding on the floor, Vanessa. I want to know what is in this blue folder right now.
Vanessa: Don't touch those papers! They are private business documents!
Brandon: Private? This is my mother's personal safe document folder. Everything in this house belongs to the family estate.
Brandon reached down and picked up a loose sheet of white paper from the floor. His eyes scanned the bold headers at the top of the document.
Brandon: Forensic Audit Report... Unauthorzed Transfers... What is this?
Vanessa: It's nothing! It's just a mistake from the bank!
Brandon: Over two hundred thousand dollars transferred from the estate account to a private offshore LLC last week?
Vanessa: Brandon, let me explain...
Brandon: You stole from my mother's estate?
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