Victoria: The... the ceiling cameras were active?
Officer Davis: We watched you lift that little girl and throw her across the room on our squad car monitor while driving up here, ma'am.
Victoria: No... no, please! It was an accident! I lost my temper!
Officer Miller: Losing your temper against a seven-year-old is felony child abuse, ma'am. Put your hands behind your back.
Officer Miller pulled a pair of heavy steel handcuffs from his belt, grabbing Victoria's wrists and clicking the restraints in place.
Victoria: AHH! Get your hands off me! Do you know who my father is?!
Officer Davis: Your father's firm was served with a corporate asset freeze thirty minutes ago, ma'am. He is currently being questioned by federal agents downtown.
Victoria: WHAT?! You froze my father's accounts too?!
Charles: Your father was an accomplice to the wire transfers, Victoria. Did you really think my legal team wouldn't trace the offshore routing numbers?
Victoria: You ruined my family! You ruined my life!
Ethan: You ruined your own life the second you chose greed over human decency, Victoria.
Victoria: Ethan! Please! Tell them to take off the handcuffs! We can work this out! I'll give back every dollar!
Ethan: The state prosecutor will handle your repayment terms from a prison cell.
Victoria: Lily! Tell the officer you forgive me! Tell them your stepmother loves you!
Lily stood beside Clara, holding Clara's hand tightly as she looked at Victoria with quiet strength.
Lily: You don't love me, Victoria. You only loved my mommy's money. But Clara protected me.
Officer Miller: Let me escort her down to the patrol car, Officer Davis.
Officer Davis: Take her away.
Victoria was dragged backward out of the luxury living room, her dark red satin dress dragging along the black marble floor as she screamed and kicked in total disgrace.
The heavy mahogany doors slammed shut, leaving the penthouse in a serene, peaceful silence.