Mark: Victoria, what is she talking about?
Victoria: Don't listen to her, darling! She’s trying to blackmail us! She knows about the upcoming custody hearing and the family trust!
Evelyn: Look at your daughter, Mr. Vance! Look at how she's shaking! I caught her right here on this floor!
Mark set his briefcase down slowly. He looked at Evelyn’s bruised knees and the red marks on her arms where she had slid across the marble. Then he looked at his wife, whose breath was coming in fast, shallow gasps.
Mark: Victoria... your hands are shaking.
Victoria: Because I'm terrified! She almost stole our baby!
Evelyn: She wanted Lily gone so the adoption clause in the late CEO’s will wouldn't go through! She told me yesterday that if Lily survived until her fourth birthday, the entire estate fund locked everyone else out!
Mark: How do you know about the four-year clause in my father's will?
Evelyn: Because Mrs. Vance left the legal documents on the vanity table yesterday while arguing with the family estate lawyer! She shouted at him that she wouldn't let a toddler steal her life insurance and inheritance payout!
Victoria: Shut your mouth! You have no right to speak about family business!
Victoria lunged forward, raising her hand to slap Evelyn across the face, but Mark stepped in between them, catching Victoria by the wrist.
Mark: That's enough!
Victoria: Mark, release me! You’re taking the side of a maid over your wife?
Mark: I'm taking the side of the truth. And right now, something doesn't add up.
Evelyn: Check the security camera in the top hallway! The one installed near the art gallery!
Victoria's face drained of all color in an instant. She pulled her arm out of Mark's grip, her eyes darting toward the front entrance as if searching for an escape.
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