Charles: What is all this shouting about? The guests can hear you all the way in the ballroom!
The heavy double doors at the end of the corridor swung open, and Charles Sterling stepped into the hallway. Dressed in a tailored black suit with a white rose on his lapel, the elder billionaire looked imposing and cold. But as his sharp gaze moved from his son to Vanessa, and finally landed on the young maid standing in the middle of the hall, his confident posture suddenly collapsed.
Charles: You...
Elena: Hello, Uncle Charles. It’s been a long time since you paid for my mother’s medical bills... oh wait, you never did.
Charles: Get her out of here. Richard, call security immediately! Get this woman off my property!
Richard: Dad, wait! Look at her hand! Look at the ring she's wearing!
Charles: I don't care about a ring! She is trespassing! She is a hired hand!
Elena: A hired hand? I spent the last three months scrubbing your floors, Uncle Charles. I cleaned your private office every night while you slept peacefully in your master suite. Do you know what I found while dusting your mahogany desk?
Charles: You... you stayed away from my private papers!
Elena: I found the original copy of Grandfather Arthur's final will and testament. The one you bribed the estate lawyer to burn twenty-five years ago.
Vanessa: Charles, what is she talking about? What will?
Charles: She's making up stories! She's a scam artist trying to blackmail us on my son's wedding day!
Elena: Am I? Then why did I find the original land deeds and trust fund documents hidden inside your safe behind the oil painting in your library?
Richard: Dad... is this true? Did Grandfather leave the controlling shares of Sterling Energy to Uncle David's line?
Charles: Your uncle David was weak! He was going to sell the business to foreign investors! I saved this company!
Elena: You didn't save anything! My father died in poverty because you froze his bank accounts! My mother spent her last days working double shifts in a diner while you lived in this mansion!
Vanessa: Charles, tell me this isn't going to affect the trust fund Richard promised me in the prenup!
Elena: Oh, it will affect everything, Vanessa. You see, according to Arthur Sterling's real will, fifty-one percent of the company and this entire estate belong to me. Charles was only appointed as a temporary manager until I turned twenty-five.
Charles: You have no proof! A court will never take the word of a maid over a respected businessman!
Elena: I don't just have my word, Uncle Charles. I have the signed affidavit from the lawyer who helped you hide the trust funds. He’s quite old now, and he didn’t want to go to hell with your secrets on his conscience.
Richard: Dad... you lied to me. You told me Uncle David gave up his shares voluntarily before he died.
Charles: I did what I had to do for this family! For your future!
Elena: No, you did it for your own greed. And now, the bill has come due.
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