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The Grandfather's Trap

Arthur: You slapped my grandson in my own house, Victoria.

Victoria: He was threatening me! He had a sharp object!

Arthur: He had a sewing needle because I gave it to him. I told him to pop your little secret.

Victoria: You set me up!

Arthur: No, you set yourself up the moment you pretended to be six months pregnant with a Sterling heir.

Richard: Dad, listen to me for a minute. Victoria was under a lot of stress—

Arthur: Silence, Richard! Do not make yourself look like any more of a fool than you already are!

Richard: I am your son! You can't talk to me like this in front of the servants!

Arthur: You are a fraud. You and this woman tried to trick the family estate board into releasing fifty million dollars from the family trust.

Victoria: We needed that money! Your son was going bankrupt!

Richard: Victoria, keep your mouth shut!

Victoria: Why should I? It's over anyway! Tell him about the investments!

Arthur: Oh, I already know about the bad investments, Victoria. I know Richard lost twenty million dollars in off-shore accounts last month.

Richard: How... how do you know about that?

Arthur: Because I own the bank you tried to borrow from. Did you really think I wouldn't notice?

Leo: Grandpa, my face hurts.

Arthur walked over to Leo, bending down despite his old age to gently examine the red mark on the boy's cheek.

Arthur: I know, my boy. You were very brave today. Go stand with the butler, okay?

Leo: Okay, Grandpa.

Arthur: Arthur, take Leo to the kitchen and put some ice on his face.

Butler: Right away, sir. Come along, Young Master Leo.

Victoria: Wait! You can't just ignore what that brat did to my custom dress!

Arthur: That dress cost forty thousand dollars of my money, Victoria. And you stuffed it with a cheap plastic cushion from a party store.

Victoria: It was a medical support pillow!

Arthur: It had a air valve on the side, Victoria. I saw it deflate on live 4K video.

Richard: Dad, please. We can handle this privately. Send the lawyers away.

Arthur: The lawyers aren't here for a private meeting, Richard. They are here to execute my new will.

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