Ethan: I've been standing here for the last three minutes.
Clara: Oh, thank goodness! This wretched maid just attacked me out of nowhere!
A fair-skinned American man in a tailored grey suit watched the entire scene with a cold, serious expression.
A low tension chord vibrated through the hallway speakers as Ethan stepped forward.
Ethan: I saw the entire thing, Clara. From the very first yank to the moment you dropped my daughter.
Clara: Your daughter was trespassing in our private records! She deserved to be taught a lesson!
Ethan: She was looking for a picture book in a hallway cabinet.
Clara: She could have destroyed our corporate merger documents! You know how sensitive those files are!
Ethan: Corporate files that happen to be kept in a child's toy cabinet? That's an interesting storage choice.
Clara swallowed hard, her composure cracking beneath her heavy makeup.
Clara: I meant... I left them there temporarily while organizing the estate audit.
Nora: There were no audit files in that cabinet, Mr. Vance. Only old family photo albums.
Clara: Shut up, you lying servant! You know nothing about our finances!
Ethan: Nora speaks the truth, Clara. I checked the contents of that cabinet this morning.
Can Clara find any escape route from the web of lies she has so carefully woven over the years?
Clara: Ethan, you're letting this staff member manipulate you against your own wife.