Arthur: Describe the man, Clara.
Clara: Tall, dark hair, wearing a grey driver's uniform. He drove a black sedan with tinted windows.
Arthur: That matches the description of Richard Sterling's private driver.
Victoria: Arthur, you are letting paranoia destroy us! I love you! Why would I betray you?
Arthur: Because my father's revised will leaves fifty percent of the corporate shares to the family estate trust, which only transfers upon my marriage.
Charles: Arthur... if you get married, those shares become active property under the prenuptial agreement draft you showed me last week.
Arthur: Exactly. And if I were to suffer a sudden corporate bankruptcy or legal scandal right after the wedding, control of those shares would default to my spouse.
Victoria: That is absurd! I don't care about the shares!
Arthur: Then why did you ask my estate attorney three days ago if the prenuptial clause applied to offshore account transfers?
Victoria: Who told you that?
Arthur: My attorney works for me, Victoria. Not for you. He informed me immediately.
Clara: Mr. Vance, the police officers have just pulled up to the main gate.
Arthur: Escort them in, Clara.
Victoria: Arthur, please! We can fix this! Don't ruin my reputation in front of all these people!
Arthur: You ruined your own reputation the moment you decided to treat my home like a spy network.
Mark: Sir, I pulled the entry logs from the electronic gate. A car matching the driver's description entered at 2:15 PM today using Victoria's personal guest pass.
Arthur: The evidence is overwhelming, Victoria.
Victoria: It was Richard! He forced me into this! He had photos of my family's financial debts!
Arthur: So you decided to ruin my life to save yourself?
Victoria: I had no choice!
Arthur: Everyone has a choice, Victoria. Clara had a choice to stay quiet and keep her job simple, but she chose integrity. You had everything, and you chose greed.
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