Officer Miller: Mr. Vance, we need you to come with us to the station for questioning regarding the missing charity funds.
Julian: I need to put on actual clothes first! You can't take me out in a bathrobe!
Evelyn: Give him ten minutes to dress, Officer. But keep a guard at the door so he doesn't try to hide any more financial records.
Officer Miller: Yes, ma'am.
Julian stumbled back toward his bedroom, a police officer following closely behind him. The grand foyer fell quiet, leaving Victoria, Evelyn, and the remaining board members standing near the marble entrance.
Uncle Arthur: Victoria... I want to apologize on behalf of the entire Vance family. You didn't deserve any of this treatment.
Victoria: Thank you, Arthur. But I knew who Julian was becoming two years ago. I just had to wait for the right moment to protect myself.
Evelyn: You handled this with absolute dignity, my dear.
Victoria: I learned from the best, Evelyn.
Evelyn turned to Mr. Harrison, taking a pen from his coat pocket and signing the emergency board resolution document on the table.
Evelyn: Effective immediately, Julian Vance is removed from all executive positions at Vance Financial Group. Victoria Vance will assume the role of Interim Managing Director of the family foundation.
Uncle Arthur: Seconded by the board.
Victoria: I will make sure the charity funds are fully restored, Evelyn. Every single dollar Julian took will be replaced from his forfeited inheritance.
Evelyn: I know you will, Victoria. You are the true heart of this family, whether you carry Julian's name or not.
Ten minutes later, Julian was led back down the stairs in a plain suit, his wrists bound in steel handcuffs behind his back.
Julian: Mom... Victoria... please. Don't let them take me out the front door like this! The reporters are outside!
Victoria: You loved public attention, Julian. Enjoy the cameras.
Julian: Victoria! I loved you! I still love you!
Victoria: You loved the money, Julian. And now you have neither.
The heavy front doors opened, revealing a flash of camera lights from local news reporters standing at the edge of the gated driveway. Julian lowered his head in utter shame as the officers guided him toward the back seat of the police cruiser.