Eleanor: Julian! Tell your wife to move! You can't let her talk to me like this in my own home!
Julian: This isn't your home, Eleanor. It never was. You stole it from my father, and now the state is taking it back.
Eleanor: I protected you, Julian! I raised you after your mother passed away!
Julian: You raised me in a web of lies so I would never question where the money came from!
Down in the foyer, the heavy double doors opened wide once again. Four uniformed Dallas police officers stepped inside, led by Detective Vance, who carried a black tactical folder.
Detective Vance: Mr. Sterling? We received the emergency dispatch regarding child endangerment and major estate fraud.
Julian: She's right up there on the balcony, Detective. She dropped my infant daughter off the railing ten minutes ago, and we have security footage of the entire incident.
Eleanor: Officers, listen to me! That maid caught the child! No harm was done! It was a household accident!
Detective Vance: Ma'am, dropping a child off a second-story balcony is attempted murder, regardless of whether someone caught the baby. Officers, move up and secure the suspect.
Eleanor: Keep your hands off me! Do you know who I am?!
Two officers quickly climbed the grand staircase, grabbing Eleanor's wrists and locking stainless steel handcuffs behind her back. Eleanor shrieked in anger, her styled grey hair falling loose as she struggled against the officers' grip.
Eleanor: Julian! Do something! Call our corporate lawyers right now!
Julian: Our corporate lawyers are the ones who submitted the DNA audit to the court, Eleanor. They're done protecting you.
Evelyn: You tried to destroy my child's life for money, Eleanor. Now you get to spend the rest of your life reflecting on what greed cost you.
The officers escorted Eleanor down the marble stairs, her expensive orange-brown dress dragging against the steps as she continued to scream curses at Evelyn and Julian.
Eleanor: You won't get away with this! I will sue every single one of you!
Detective Vance: Watch your step, ma'am. Let's go.
The front doors slammed shut as the police loaded Eleanor into the back of the patrol cruiser outside. The foyer fell quiet, leaving only the soft sound of baby Maya resting peacefully in Julian's arms.