Vanessa: It wasn't stealing! I invested that money for our future!
Brandon: You transferred estate assets into a shell company registered under your maiden name!
Vanessa: I did it to protect us! Your mother was planning to change her last will and testament!
Brandon: So you fought her for it? You tried to take the audit papers from her hands?
Vanessa: She was going to show you tonight! She was going to ruin my life and kick me out!
Lily: Grandma held onto the folder real tight, Daddy! Then Vanessa shoved her backwards!
Brandon: You pushed an elderly woman down twenty marble steps over a paper trail?
Vanessa: It was an accident, Brandon! She pulled back, lost her balance, and fell!
Brandon: You just told me five minutes ago that she tripped and you tried to catch her!
Vanessa: I was panicked! I didn't know what to say! You know how fast you jump to conclusions!
Brandon: You lied to my face while my mother was unconscious on the ground!
The distant sound of sirens wailed through the quiet luxury neighborhood, getting closer by the second.
Vanessa: Brandon, please, tell the police it was a fall! If they arrest me, the press will destroy our family reputation!
Brandon: You care about the press right now? Look at my mother!
Vanessa: Think about your business! Think about the company stock! A scandal like this will ruin the firm!
Brandon: My mother built that company with my father. You are nothing but a parasite who crept into our lives!
Vanessa: How can you say that to me? I am your wife!
Brandon: A wife who steals from her family and pushes an old woman down the stairs!
Lily: Daddy, Grandma's hand moved!
Brandon immediately dropped to his knees again, leaning close to Margaret's face.
Brandon: Mom? Mom, can you hear me? Don't try to move, the ambulance is right outside.
Margaret's eyelids fluttered open slowly. Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath, her bloodshot eyes slowly focusing on her son.
Margaret: B-Brandon...
Brandon: I'm here, Mom. I'm right here. Don't speak.
Margaret: She... she pushed me...
Brandon: I know, Mom. Lily saw it. I know everything.
Margaret: The folder... the money...
Brandon: I have the papers. She won't touch another cent of your money ever again.
Vanessa: Margaret, please! You're confused! You slipped!
Margaret lifted a weak, trembling finger, pointing directly at Vanessa standing on the stairs above.
Margaret: She took... my ring too...
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