Jordan lunged forward to grab the stack of documents, but Sarah stepped smoothly in front of the table to block his path.
Sarah: Don't you dare touch them, Jordan. Those papers are court-certified exhibits.
Jordan: Get out of my way! You don't know what you've unleashed!
Sarah: Oh, I know exactly what we've unleashed: your absolute ruin.
Jordan frantically flipped through the pages, his face turning pale with panic[cite: 1].
Jordan: Where did you get this? Who authorized these files[cite: 1]?
Man in Green: Keep reading, Jordan. The final page tells you who sent me[cite: 1].
Jordan: There's no name on this signature line! It's just a blank corporate seal!
Man in Green: Look closer at the watermark, check the date of the primary trust transfer.
Jordan: No... no, this is my father's signature! But he died five years ago!
Sarah: He amended the trust the day before he passed away, specifying that any fraud would strip you of everything.
Jordan: You manipulated him! He wasn't in his right mind when he wrote that codicil!
Sarah: He was clearer than you'll ever be, Jordan. He knew your greed would destroy this family eventually.
The man in the green shirt watched calmly as Jordan continued reading[cite: 1].
Jordan: This means... my personal assets, the mansion, the accounts... they're all frozen?
Man in Green: Effective as of thirty minutes ago. Welcome back to reality, Jordan.
Can Jordan accept his total defeat, or will he resort to one last desperate threat?
Jordan: I will fight this in court until my last dime is gone!