The siren wails grew deafening, tires crunching against the loose gravel outside the towering front doors.
Victoria: David, listen to me. Hang up the line with Miller. Call him on your cell and tell him it was a false alarm.
David: A false alarm? You just stood here and admitted you tried to snap my son’s spine on my floor.
Victoria: Think about your logistics empire, David! Think about your company stock! If news leaks that your wife tried to kill your child, the board will strip you of your CEO position by tomorrow morning!
David: I don't give a damn about the board of directors, Victoria.
Victoria: If you try to ruin me, I will drag Sarah’s name through every tabloid in New York! I’ll hire the most ruthless divorce lawyer in the country and claim you abused me!
Elena: You have no shame, do you? Not an ounce of human decency.
Elena pulled herself up from the floor, leaning heavily against the dining room archway to keep weight off her swollen knees.
Victoria: I am his legal wife! I have rights to this property, and I have rights to fifty percent of his liquid assets!
David: Did you actually bother reading our prenuptial agreement before you signed it eight months ago, Victoria?
Victoria's eyes narrowed, a sharp flicker of doubt replacing her haughty confidence.
Victoria: Richard Sterling gave me the standard executive agreement! It guarantees me a thirty-million-dollar cash buyout upon separation!
David: That was Clause Four. Did your expensive Manhattan attorney forget to read Section Fourteen, Paragraph B?
Victoria: Section Fourteen was standard boilerplate legal jargon!
David: Section Fourteen is the Felony Conduct and Bad Faith Exclusion clause.
Victoria’s breath hitched in her throat, her chest rising and falling sharply beneath the emerald robe.
David: Any spouse who commits an intentional act of felony violence or severe physical harm against any heir of the Vance estate immediately forfeits all financial rights, property settlements, and spousal support.
Victoria: No court will enforce that based on a blurry tablet video!
David: The video is ultra-high definition, Victoria. It clearly captured your face, your hands, and the exact moment you let go of my baby.
Chloe: And I uploaded the clip to Grandma’s cloud storage too, Daddy! It’s backed up in four different places!
Victoria: You little snitch! Give me that tablet!
Victoria lunged forward again, her hands reaching like claws toward Chloe, but Elena stepped directly in front of her.
Elena: You will not lay a single finger on this child!
Elena stood tall despite the sharp agony shooting through her damaged knees, her eyes burning with fierce protective anger.
Victoria backed up a step, staring at Elena with pure, venomous hatred.
Victoria: You're going to pay for this, Elena. I know where your family lives. I know where your daughter goes to school.
David: Threatening my family and my staff inside my own house? You just added witness tampering to your indictment.
The heavy mahogany front double doors rattled violently as three loud, booming knocks shook the frame.
Police Officer: Greenwich Police Department! Open the door immediately!
David walked over to the entrance, keeping baby Liam safely cradled against his shoulder, and pulled the door open.
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