
The tablet screen displayed the interior of the grand ballroom from the exterior angle, capturing Victoria's unhinged face as she screamed and hurled the infant into open space[cite: 4].
Ethan: My God... you actually threw him. You tried to murder my son in cold blood.[cite: 4]
Victoria stopped struggling against the security guards, her expression turning from panic into a cold, defiant sneer as she realized the game was entirely up[cite: 4].
Victoria: And what if I did? That child ruins everything! Under the prenuptial agreement and the family trust clauses, a biological heir born to a lesser mother gives your greedy sister controlling shares of the estate![cite: 4]
Clara gasped, stepping back as the sheer magnitude of the cold-blooded financial conspiracy settled over the sunlit ballroom[cite: 4].
Clara: She did it for the inheritance... she wanted to eliminate the heir so the trust fund would revert back to her bloodline![cite: 4]
Ethan's face turned a dangerous shade of pale, his fists clenching so tightly that his knuckles turned completely white against his burgundy velvet cuffs[cite: 4].
Ethan: You calculated all of this down to the exact square footage, didn't you? You set up the maintenance alibi so you could claim an accidental drop.[cite: 4]
Victoria: I am a Montgomery! I am not going to be sidelined by a corporate brat and a cheating husband who brought a bastard child into our billionaire dynasty![cite: 4]
Ethan stepped forward, his voice dropping into a terrifyingly calm, venomous register that commanded total silence across the entire hall[cite: 4].
Ethan: You are not a Montgomery anymore, Victoria. As of right now, your name is being stripped from every asset, every bank account, and every corporate holding we own.[cite: 4]
Victoria let out a shrieking laugh, tossing her head back as her elaborate hairstyle began to unravel around her shoulders[cite: 4].
Victoria: You can't do that without a high-priced divorce lawyer and a three-year court battle! My family's legal team will tear your empire apart![cite: 4]
Ethan pulled a sleek gold fountain pen from his breast pocket, clicking it open with a sharp, metallic snap that echoed like a gunshot[cite: 4].
Ethan: Attempted infanticide on video footage bypasses civil divorce court entirely, Victoria. My corporate legal team is already filing criminal charges and freezing your personal trust fund under federal emergency clauses.[cite: 4]