The crystal chandelier in the luxury penthouse cast a brilliant, cold light across the polished marble floors of the foyer.
Outside the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, the glittering American skyline stretched out beneath a heavy twilight sky.
Claire stood near the edge of the modern glass staircase, her grey sweater offering little warmth against the sudden chill in the room.
Claire: You cannot possibly expect me to sign away my entire inheritance without a fight, Victoria.
Victoria: The trust fund documents are already finalized and approved by the estate board.
Claire: My father left that company to me, not to a gold-digging interloper in a white suit.
Victoria: Watch your tone, Claire. Times change, and people in glass penthouses shouldn't throw tantrums.
Claire's fingers gripped the sleek wooden handrail as Victoria stepped closer with an icy, calculated smile.
Claire: Stay away from me! Don't you dare come any closer!
Victoria: I just want to make sure you see things my way before you make a terrible mistake.
A sudden, violent shove shattered the tense silence of the hallway before Claire could retreat.
Inside a luxury American penthouse with elegant décor and a subtle American flag display, a fair-skinned American woman in a grey sweater is violently shoved and tumbles down a modern glass staircase.
SFX: Falling, heavy crash
Claire: Ahhh!
Victoria's hands hovered in mid-air as the horrifying sound of shattering glass and heavy impacts echoed through the upper levels.
Will the ruthless schemer get away with her deadly plot, or is justice waiting just a phone call away?