Mark: Call 911 right now! Police are on their way!
Evelyn: Dialing now, Mr. Vance!
Victoria: Mark, think about the press! Think about the company stock! If this gets out, the lawsuit will destroy the entire business empire!
Mark: My family's company means nothing compared to my daughter's life! You are a monster!
Victoria turned around, grabbing her designer handbag from the console table, and bolted toward the grand double front doors. But before her hand could touch the handle, heavy footsteps pounded on the exterior porch steps.
The doors slammed open as two uniformed police officers from the local department rushed inside, their badges flashing under the foyer chandelier.
Officer Miller: Stand down! Nobody move!
Mark: Officers, thank God! Arrest this woman immediately! She just attempted to drop my daughter from the second-story balcony!
Victoria: This is a misunderstanding! I am Victoria Vance! You can't touch me!
Officer Miller: Ma'am, place your hands behind your back right now.
Victoria: Get your hands off me! Do you know who my divorce lawyers are? I will sue this entire department!
The second officer quickly pulled Victoria's arms behind her waist, clicking metallic handcuffs tight around her wrists. Victoria struggled against their grip, her loud protests ringing out against the white marble walls where her cruel act had almost succeeded moments earlier.
Officer Miller: You have the right to remain silent, Mrs. Vance. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Mark: I have full video footage saved to the cloud, Officer. She tried to eliminate my child to secure full control over the inheritance trust.
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