Billionaire: An uncle? My brother... he's alive? He's working down in my own kitchens as a dishwasher while I sit at the head of this grand table?
Girl: He didn't want your charity. He wanted to see if you had any human decency left after stealing his birthright.
The billionaire pushed his chair back with a violent screech against the polished floor, trembling violently as he stood up on shaking legs.
Board Member: Please, calm down, sir. Let's handle this quietly in the boardroom tomorrow morning with our legal team.
Billionaire: Shut your mouth! Your legal team is the exact bunch of criminals who helped orchestrate this entire conspiracy!
Girl: Tell them about the offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands, too. That's where the rest of the family trust fund went.
The board member turned pale, stumbling backward against a service cart and sending crystal glasses crashing to the floor.
Board Member: That's a complete fabrication! The child is making up stories to manipulate a grieving family!
Billionaire: Then why are your hands shaking so badly you can't even hold your water glass?
Girl: Because you know the federal authorities are already reviewing the mortgage fraud and tax evasion files.
The heavy double doors of the dining hall burst open, and a team of federal investigators stepped into the room with binders and warrants in hand.
Lead Investigator: We have a court order to seize all corporate assets and arrest the primary executives for conspiracy and forgery.
Billionaire: Do your job. Take every single one of them away in handcuffs right now.