Victoria snatched the envelope straight out of Elena’s hand before Julian could make a move for it. Her fingers shook violently as she tore open the paper seal and pulled out the contents.
Victoria: What is the meaning of this? Bank statements? Wire transfers to offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands?
Elena: Read the names on the accounts, Mrs. Vance. Read who the actual owner of Miller Global Holdings is.
Victoria: "Elena Miller... Sole Beneficiary of the Edward Miller Revocable Trust." Wait... Miller? Your last name is Miller?!
Elena: I am Edward Miller’s granddaughter. Julian here was never an heir. He was our senior wealth manager—a glorified employee who stole our family identity when my grandfather passed away last year.
Victoria: HE'S NOT AN OIL HEIR?!
Julian: Victoria, listen to me! The assets are real! The business deals are real! I just needed temporary capital to secure the Dallas real estate portfolio!
Elena: You stole forty million dollars from a grieving family and bought a fleet of luxury cars, a penthouse in Uptown Dallas, and that ring on your bride's finger!
At that moment, the bride, Chloe Vance, came rushing down the grand staircase in her massive white lace gown, holding her diamond-encrusted train off the floor.
Chloe: What is going on down here?! Why is everyone yelling? Mom, why is the maid holding papers?
Victoria: Chloe... stand back. Don't come down here right now.
Chloe: Julian, what's happening? Why are people recording us on their phones?!
Julian: Chloe, sweetheart, it's just a misunderstanding. A former disgruntled business associate is trying to blackmail us.
Elena: Blackmail? Julian, I brought the original signature verification audit signed by the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Victoria: FBI?! Did you say the FBI?!
Elena: That ring on Julian’s finger isn't a family heirloom. It’s a replica he had made when he took over my grandfather’s office. But the ring I am wearing... this is the genuine article. It has the Master Key embedded inside the crest seal for our family's private vault in Zurich.
Elena tapped the gold crest against her palm. A faint electronic chime clicked from inside the solid gold piece, confirming its authenticity.
Julian: Elena... please. I'm begging you. If you bring federal charges against me, the stock value of the company will plummet to zero. Nobody wins!
Elena: You thought you won the moment you stepped onto Texas soil, didn't you? You thought a simple girl from Illinois wouldn't have the courage to chase you into a room full of billionaires.
Julian: I will give you half! Right now! I'll sign over twenty million dollars to your private account tonight!
Victoria: WITH MY DAUGHTER'S DOWRY MONEY?! YOU LYING SCUM!
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