Arthur: Let me see your arm. Please, let me see it.
Maya: Sir? Please don't fire me, I'm cleaning it up right now!
Arthur: Child, look at me. Just let me look at your arm.
Arthur reached out with trembling fingers and gently held her wrist. His thumb softly brushed the star-shaped black tattoo inked into her inner forearm.
Victoria: Arthur, what are you doing on the floor? She's just a clumsy maid!
Arthur: Shut your mouth, Victoria!
Victoria: How dare you speak to me like that in my own social circle!
Arthur: I said be quiet!
Arthur turned his eyes back to Maya. Tears filled the elderly billionaire's eyes, spilling over his weathered cheeks as he stared into her face.
Arthur: This mark... your mother gave you this before you were taken from us.
Maya: What? How do you know about my birthmark tattoo?
Arthur: I drew this pattern myself twenty years ago. Before the kidnapping at the estate.
Maya: You... you knew my mother?
Arthur: I am your father, Lily.
Maya looked up in absolute shock, realization dawning across her face as her breath hitched in her throat.
Maya: You're my father?
Arthur: Yes, my sweet girl. Yes! I have searched for you every single day for twenty years!
Arthur pulled Maya into a tight, desperate embrace, wrapping his arms around her black maid uniform. The entire ballroom stood frozen, a collective gasp echoing off the high ceilings.
Victoria: This is absurd! Arthur, you've lost your mind! She's a street girl trying to scam your trust fund!
Arthur: Get her out of my house, now!
Victoria: What did you just say to me?
Arthur: Security! Escort Victoria Sterling out of this building immediately!
Victoria: You can't throw me out! I am your primary business investor!
Arthur: I don't care if you own the entire city! You raised your hand against my daughter!
Two tall security guards stepped forward, grabbing Victoria firmly by her elbows.
Victoria: Take your hands off me! Arthur, this is madness!
Guard: Walk quietly, ma'am, or we will drag you out.
Victoria: You will regret this, Arthur! Your company will go bankrupt by morning!
Arthur: Let it burn. My daughter is home.
Victoria was hauled away, her high heels clicking loudly against the marble as she screamed at the guards. Arthur helped Maya stand up, wiping the tears from her face with his silk pocket square.
Maya: Is this real? Am I dreaming?
Arthur: It is completely real, Lily. You will never have to work another day in your life.
Maya: My name is Maya... that’s what the orphanage called me.
Arthur: Your name is Lily Vance. You are the sole heir to the Vance estate and my entire inheritance.
Maya: I don't care about the money... I spent my whole life wondering why nobody came for me.
Arthur: We never stopped looking, my precious girl. Not for a single second.