Evelyn slowly walked down the grand staircase, her hand clutching the wooden railing tightly. Her arrogant posture was completely gone, replaced by frantic desperation.
Evelyn: Eleanor... please. We can talk about this like civilized adults. There is enough wealth in the estate for all of us.
Elena: Civilized? Was it civilized when you locked my mother out of her own home while she was ill? Was it civilized when you threw my belongings in the trash and told the town I ran away?
Evelyn: I did what I had to do for my children! Arthur was weak! He wanted to give away half his company to charity!
Elena: He wanted to give it to the workers who built it, Evelyn! You bribed doctors, you altered hospital documents, and you tried to erase me completely!
Julian: Mother... did you really do all that? Did you lie to me my whole life about Eleanor dying in a car crash?
Evelyn: Julian, I protected you! I gave you the best life, the best schools, the best reputation!
Julian: You lied to me! You made me live a lie in a house built on stolen lives!
Victoria: Julian, stop taking her side! We are going to lose everything if you don't fight her!
Julian: No, Victoria. It's over. Look around you. The lie is over.
Mr. Vance: Officers, please secure the jewelry box Miss Victoria is holding. Those items belong to the main estate inventory.
One of the police officers stepped forward, gently but firmly taking the velvet box from Victoria's trembling hands.
Victoria: Hey! Get your hands off me! Julian, do something!
Julian: I can't help you, Victoria. Not this time.
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