Mr. Vance: Furthermore, Evelyn Kensington, I have here an arrest warrant issued by the Dallas District Attorney's office regarding fraud, inheritance concealment, and tax evasion spanning the last decade.
Evelyn: An arrest warrant? You can't arrest me! I am the head of the Kensington Foundation!
Officer: Ma'am, turn around and place your hands behind your back, please.
Evelyn: Get away from me! Julian! Victoria! Tell them who I am!
The officers moved in swiftly, clicking the metallic handcuffs around Evelyn's wrists right at the bottom of the grand staircase. Victoria burst into loud, hysterical tears, sinking onto the marble steps.
Victoria: This can't be happening... my wedding... my social status... everything is ruined!
Elena: You focused so much on status, Victoria, that you forgot how to be a human being. You treated the staff here like dirt every single day.
Elena: Effective immediately, the entire housekeeping staff is receiving a fifty percent raise, and you will no longer have access to estate funds for your lavish parties.
Julian: Eleanor... what happens to us now? Are you going to kick Victoria and me out into the street?
Elena: I’m not cruel like your mother, Julian. You stayed loyal to Father's memory, and you showed real remorse today. You can stay in the house, but things are going to change.
Julian: Thank you... thank you, Eleanor. I am so, so sorry for everything you went through while we lived in luxury.
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