Evelyn backed away until her heels pressed against the bottom step of the staircase. Her confident demeanor had completely shattered, replaced by a cold, calculating desperate look.
Evelyn: You think you can just throw me out of this house after everything I gave up for your career?
Arthur: You gave up nothing! You lived in luxury while secretly draining my son's trust account into offshore accounts!
Maria: The transfer receipts match the account numbers in the offshore ledger, Mr. Vance. It's all documented right here.
Evelyn: You worthless little servant! You were brought in to change diapers, not to pry into family business!
Maria: I was brought in to protect this baby, Mrs. Vance. And that is exactly what I am doing today.
Arthur: Do not speak to her like that in my house, Evelyn! Maria has shown more integrity today than you have in five years of marriage!
Evelyn: Integrity?! She’s playing you! She wants a bigger payout from the trust for her silence!
Maria: I don't want a single penny. Every document I collected was submitted directly to the state probate court this morning. The judge has already signed the temporary emergency injunction.
Evelyn: An injunction?! On what authority?!
Arthur: On the authority of the rightful owner of this estate! Maria, hand me the court order.
Maria handed Arthur a stamped white sheet of legal paper. Arthur read the top paragraph, his expression turning stone cold as he looked up at his wife.
Arthur: Effective immediately, Evelyn, you are barred from accessing any company accounts, the Dallas mansion, or any assets tied to the Vance trust fund pending a full forensic audit.
Evelyn: You can't enforce this today! My belongings are upstairs!
Arthur: You have ten minutes to pack one bag under security supervision. Everything else remains inside this house until the court decides.
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