Victoria: Forty million dollars? Brandon, I married you because I loved you, not for your late wife’s estate!
Brandon: Then why did you call lawyer Arthur Vance last Tuesday behind my back?
Victoria: How do you... how do you know about that call?
Brandon: Because Arthur is a loyal family friend! He called me immediately to tell me my new wife was asking hypothetical questions about child mortality clauses in the trust!
Victoria: That was just a business inquiry! I was trying to understand our family finances!
Brandon: You inquired about what happens to the estate if Lucas died before turning eighteen!
Elena: Oh my God... you monster!
Victoria: Be quiet! Brandon, he’s my stepson! I was just making sure we were financially protected in case of a catastrophe!
Brandon: You were CREATING the catastrophe!
Brandon set baby Lucas gently into Elena’s arms, turning toward the foyer side table to grab his phone.
Victoria: What are you doing with your phone, Brandon?
Brandon: I’m calling the police department and my corporate legal team.
Victoria: No! Brandon, please! If you call the police, this will ruin my reputation in the city!
Brandon: Your reputation? You tried to murder a baby for insurance and trust money!
Victoria: It was an attempt to secure our future! You spend all your attention on these kids and leave me with nothing!
Brandon: Because you are nothing to this family! You’re a cold, calculating predator!
Victoria: If you divorce me, I’ll sue you for alimony! I’ll take half of this mansion!
Brandon: You won't get a single penny. You signed an ironclad prenuptial agreement with a criminal misconduct voiding clause!
Victoria’s face twisted into an expression of raw hatred as she realized her plan had completely collapsed around her.
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