Richard Sterling: What on earth is the meaning of this? Get that boy away from the catering staff!
Evelyn Sterling: Is this some kind of sick joke? Who let that maid stand near the main floor during the ceremony?
Victoria Sterling: Someone call security immediately! She's ruining the adoption photos!
Maria: Shhh, it’s okay, my baby. I’m right here. Mommy’s got you.
Leo: Don't leave me with them, Mommy! Please don't let them take me!
Maria: I won't let anyone take you, sweetie. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I let it get this far.
The entire grand hall went dead silent as the echo of the boy's words hit the room. High-profile investors, family lawyers, and high-society socialites stared in sheer disbelief at the kneeling servant holding the Sterling heir. Richard Sterling stepped forward, his face red with sudden rage, his expensive leather shoes clicking heavily against the marble floor as he approached the back entrance.
Richard Sterling: Maria, release him this instant. You are a hired hand in this house, nothing more. You have no right to touch my late brother's son.
Maria: He isn't just your brother's son, Mr. Sterling. And you know it.
Richard Sterling: Keep your mouth shut if you want to leave this estate without handcuffs on!
Maria: I kept quiet for eight years because you threatened to take him away from me using your lawyers and your millions. But I won't hide anymore.
Evelyn Sterling: What is she talking about, Richard? Why is a servant calling your nephew her child?
Richard Sterling: She’s delusional! Security, escort this woman off the property immediately!
Two heavy-set security guards in black suits stepped toward Maria, but Leo threw his small body in front of her, crying intensely while wiping his nose with his sleeve.
Leo: Don't touch her! She's my real mommy! She cleans the rooms every night so I can stay here!
Victoria Sterling: Richard... what is the child saying? Is this true?
Richard Sterling: It’s utter nonsense! The boy is confused from grief after my brother’s death!
Maria: He isn't confused, Richard. He knows who tucked him in every night while you were busy planning how to seize his father's estate.
Richard Sterling: You signed a non-disclosure agreement, Maria! You have no legal standing in this house or in this trust fund!
Maria: I don't care about your money or your estate, Richard. I only care about my son.
Evelyn Sterling: Wait, Richard... eight years ago, when Thomas was still alive... Maria was his personal assistant, wasn't she?
Richard Sterling: Evelyn, stay out of this! This is a private family matter!
Maria: Tell them the truth, Richard. Or do you want me to pull out the birth certificate I have hidden in my locker?
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