Evelyn: "Do you actually think he has our best interests at heart?" sighs heavily, disappointment dripping from every word
shows proof that it’s all hers
Evelyn: narrows her eyes, examining the proof I want to believe you, Pearson, but trust isn't built overnight.
says if she don’t believe him she can see it herself in the safe downstairs
takes a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions in check Fine. I'll go check the safe myself. But mark my words, if this is some kind of trick...
he stays quiet while she checks it
walks briskly towards the stairs, determination etched on her face We'll see about that.
watches as she goes down the stairs
opens the safe and gasps in disbelief Holy shit! It's all there...the documents, the money...everything! How did you pull this off, Pearson?
says I set up a meeting with a rich woman who wanted a baby but couldn’t get pregnant
slams the safe shut, her voice laced with anger This is beyond insane, Pearson! You made a deal with someone to have a baby in exchange for money?
says yeah but I only gave her one of the twins
paces back and forth, her mind racing with questions Are you telling me there's actually two kids out there who are our siblings? And we have all this money because of some twisted arrangement?
grabs Pearson by the collar, her eyes burning with intensity Where are they right now then? And what's their relationship with this woman who took them?
says I sent her the twins before we even got married and she has full custody of them
releases Pearson, her expression turning from anger to shock You...you just handed over our innocent siblings to some stranger without even thinking twice?
says no I thought they were better off with her than with us
Evelyn and Pearson become estranged after the revelation of the secret twins and the dubious inheritance scheme
says I still have the house number and the address of the safe and I still have the files to prove it’s all hers
takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself Alright, Pearson. If you're telling the truth, prove it. Show me those files again.
shows her the papers and the safe and the address and the files
examines the evidence closely, her brow furrowed in concentration Alright, Pearson. I'll admit that this is convincing...but it doesn't change everything.
says yes it does I stole from my dad so we don’t have to live like this
snatches the evidence from Pearson's hand, her voice sharp and determined You stole from your father? That's low, even for you.
throws the evidence onto the table, frustration evident in her movements It doesn't matter whose money it is if we can't figure out what to do next.
says I still have all the money in my account and I put the rest of the money in a safe and I gave it to her
runs her fingers through her hair, her voice filled with exasperation This is completely insane, Pearson. We need to come up with a plan.
says I already have a plan
leans in closer, her eyes narrowing with suspicion Alright, spill it. What's your plan, Pearson? Don't tell me you've come up with some half-baked scheme to spend all this money.