Richard: Your new will? What are you talking about?
Arthur: Effective five minutes ago, you are officially removed as Vice President of Sterling Enterprises.
Richard: You can't fire me! I am the blood heir to this company!
Arthur: The board of directors just held an emergency vote over the live feed. It was unanimous. You're out.
Victoria: Unanimous? What about our mansion? What about our allowance?
Arthur: This mansion belongs to the estate trust. A trust that you tried to defraud using a fake baby cushion.
Victoria: Richard, do something! Tell him he can't kick us out!
Richard: Dad, you can't leave your own son with nothing! I have debts!
Arthur: You should have thought about your debts before you let your gold-digging wife slap my grandson.
Victoria: I am not a gold-digger! I am a respected high-society woman!
Arthur: You were a failed model living in a rented apartment until you met my idiot son two years ago.
Victoria: How dare you bring up my past!
Arthur: I brought receipts, Victoria. My investigators looked into everything. Including the clinic in Miami you paid to fake your pregnancy records.
Victoria's jaw dropped. She took a step back, her deflated gold dress tripping her up as she stumbled against the base of a massive marble pillar.
Victoria: You... you checked Miami?
Arthur: I check everything. Did you really think you could lie to a billionaire who built this company from nothing?
Richard: Victoria... you said the clinic was legit! You said the doctor was on our side!
Victoria: He was! I paid him thirty thousand dollars!
Arthur: And I paid him fifty thousand to tell me the truth. Money talks, Victoria.
Richard: You bribed our doctor?
Arthur: I bought the truth. Something neither of you seems to value.
Victoria: Richard, he tricked us! He played us from the very beginning!
Richard: Shut up, Victoria! You're the one who came up with this insane pregnancy scheme in the first place!
Victoria: Because you were broke! You told me we would be homeless if we didn't get the trust money!
Richard: I told you to find a solution, not fake a medical miracle!
Arthur: Arguments won't change anything now. Security is waiting outside the front gates.