Julian: Here, take my coat, Clara. Cover your shoulder.
Clara: Thank you, Julian. You're a good man. You were a good fiance, and you'll be a good brother once we figure this out.
Julian: We will hire the best DNA expert in the state today just to make official court papers. Then we take Dad to court.
Clara: I don't care about taking his fortune, Julian.
Julian: It's not about keeping it. It's about taking away the wealth they built on your suffering. You deserve every penny of that trust fund, and the rest goes to foster kids who have nothing.
Evelyn: Julian! Clara! Don't leave me here alone!
Evelyn reached out, her designer suit ruined with altar dust, but neither of them turned back around.
Clara: Goodbye, Evelyn.
They walked out through the cathedral's heavy oak doors, stepping together into the warm afternoon sunshine, leaving the dark secrets of the Vance family behind them forever.