Victoria: Carter, please! Look at me! We were going to get married in three weeks! We had five hundred guests invited[cite: 1]!
Carter: The only place you are going in three weeks is a federal detention facility in Framingham, Victoria[cite: 1].
Victoria: Clara! You miserable, meddling maid! You planned this whole trap to steal my place in this house[cite: 1]!
The sitting room doors clicked open, and Clara walked out into the corridor holding a soft white blanket[cite: 1].
Her maroon uniform jacket was neat, her dark eyes clear and steady as she looked at the handcuffed heiress[cite: 1].
Clara: I didn't plan anything, Miss Vance. I simply protected an innocent child while his father was working[cite: 1].
Victoria: You're just a common servant who scrubs floors and washes dishes! You will never be anything more[cite: 1]!
Carter: Clara was Sarah's younger sister, Victoria[cite: 1].
The entire hallway went dead silent, the only sound being the ticking of the grandfather clock near the entrance archway[cite: 1].
Victoria's head snapped toward Clara, her eyes widening in pure, paralyzed shock[cite: 1].
Victoria: What...? Sarah's sister?! The Montgomery family had only one child[cite: 1]!
Clara: Sarah was adopted by the Montgomery family when she was four years old, Victoria. I was raised by our biological aunt in Portland[cite: 1].
Carter: Clara came here six months ago to help me watch over Toby because she promised Sarah on her deathbed that Toby would always be guarded by real family[cite: 1].
Victoria: You let an heiress to the Montgomery estate work as a maid in this house[cite: 1]?!
Clara: I don't care about titles or designer dresses, Victoria. I care about my nephew's safety and his happiness[cite: 1].
Victoria: You tricked me... You let me treat you like a servant while you gathered evidence against my family[cite: 1]!
Clara: You exposed yourself, Victoria. Your arrogance, your cruelty, and your greed were on full display every single day[cite: 1].
Detective Vance gestured to the troopers, his face tight with disgust[cite: 1].
Detective Vance: Escort her down to the transport cruiser, officers. The media is already gathering at the perimeter gates[cite: 1].
The troopers pushed Victoria down the long corridor, her heels dragging across the polished wood as her green silk train swept through the dust[cite: 1].
Outside the tall arched glass windows, news vans and camera crews that had monitored the police radio frequency were already swarming the estate driveway[cite: 1].
Camera flashes exploded through the entrance glass, catching every angle of the disgraced socialite being forced into the back seat of the cruiser[cite: 1].
Reporter 1: Miss Vance! Did you embezzle four million dollars from an orphan's trust fund[cite: 1]?!
Reporter 2: Is it true you physically assaulted Carter Sterling's seven-year-old son inside the mansion[cite: 1]?!
Victoria shrieked, thrashing wildly against the troopers' grip as she tried desperately to shield her swollen, red face from the cameras[cite: 1].
Victoria: Turn off those blinding lights! Get those cameras out of my face right now[cite: 1]!
Trooper Miller pushed her head down firmly, guiding her onto the hard plastic back seat of the squad car[cite: 1].
The heavy car door slammed shut with a sharp, resounding thud, cutting off her shrill screams once and for all[cite: 1].
The high-pitched wail of the sirens began to fade down the long tree-lined driveway as Carter walked back toward the sitting room[cite: 1].
Dr. Reynolds walked out, closing his leather medical bag with a warm, reassuring smile[cite: 1].
Dr. Reynolds: Carter, Toby is going to be completely fine. A mild contusion on his soft tissue, but no fractures or joint displacement[cite: 1].
Carter: Thank God... Thank you, Doctor Reynolds[cite: 1].
Dr. Reynolds: Clara's quick reaction prevented any severe dislocation when she broke Victoria's grip. You have an exceptional family member watching over your boy[cite: 1].
Carter turned to Clara, taking her trembling hands into his own with deep, profound gratitude[cite: 1].
Carter: Clara... I don't know how I can ever thank you for what you did today[cite: 1].
Clara: You don't have to thank me, Carter. Sarah would have torn down this entire mansion with her bare hands to protect Toby[cite: 1].
Carter: Starting today, Clara, your position as a housekeeper in this house is officially over[cite: 1].
Clara stepped back slightly, her eyebrows knitting together in sudden surprise[cite: 1].
Clara: Carter... what do you mean? Are you sending me away[cite: 1]?
Carter: Sending you away? Clara, I am appointing you as the Chief Executive Trustee of the Sarah Montgomery Memorial Foundation[cite: 1].