Your fiancee will be at the bank today what my fiancee. Also I've commissioned a crown for you. I expect to see my daughter wearing it when I arrive. You're just full of surprises aren't you huh. Give em hell kiddo.
Show time. Security throw this party crasher out of here. This is Victor wilson's ball. Top tier only a broke orphan like you zero right to be. Here he's right you're just the trash Lucas threw out.
And nobody felt like you showing up here pathetic. You can change your looks. But not your class born trash. Forever trash. So you think you're top tier.
Come on I am Victor Wilson's guest. Don't flatter yourself. Lucas Victor Wilson didn't invite you I did. Cut the act you didn't even know who Victor Wilson was. How dare you speak for him?
Don’t waste time? Lucas, throw her out. Accusing me of party crashing prove it well well well. We all received this didn't we. Exclusive invitations.
The only way in. So if you didn't sneak in. Why don't you show us yours? He's right we all have invites. Everyone here's somebody.
But I've never seen her. So she did sneak in. Unacceptable oh. Cat's got your tongue. We all know you snuck in now.
You see this. This is an exclusive invitation handwritten by. Victor Wilson addressed to me Lucas stone. That's not Victor's handwriting. Mars actually.
Like you'd know. Drop the act well. Since Victor Wilson does value me. If you spread your legs and beg. I might forgive that little stunt.
Because you know I have to admit. You look way way hotter now. I bet you'll be a hell of a ride. Lucas you make me sick bitch. I offered you charity security come on.
Take this trash out of here. Nobody is throwing me out. You delusional little tramp. Who the hell do you think you are? You can't even produce an invite.
You're right. I don't have an invitation. Actually I don't need one. Because I am. Because she's my plus one.
Claire is with me. That's Oliver king. Ceo of the Keystone group. Supposedly very close to the Wilson family. If she's Oliver king's guest.
She doesn't need a personal invite Mr Mr king are you. You sure you're with this b- um this woman. She's with you. Any problem. I appreciate the kindness.
But I can handle it. I just don't like bullies Mr king. She might spread her legs to get in this banquet with you. But don't be fooled. She's poison.
Just a gold digger. Shut your mouth. Don't bother. Trash isn't worth your breath. You fucking mattress surfing Leech.
Who sucked you in here huh? The janitor. You're just a gold digger clinging to Mr king. What kind of big shot could you possibly be? What is she doing soon?
You will all know exactly who I am. We know exactly who you are. You're Mr king's plus one. I don't need Oliver to crash this party. I can leave whenever I want.
My presence requires nobody's permission wow. Someone's delusional. You really think you can trash talk. The heiress in her own house. Just wait till she gets here.
Then we'll see that pretty little mouth shut real quick. Mr king your little project clearly doesn't respect you. Careful stray dogs bite the hand that feeds. She can do whatever she wants. Being my guest is nothing to scoff at.
I can protect you. But you need to step aside. Ten minutes. That's all it'll take for you to see how stupid you are. Who the hell would believe your bullshit Jesus?
Is this a soap opera? Quit stalling. Playtime is over in ten minutes bitch. And when nothing happens. You are fucking dead dead.
Times up. My lady your father Victor Wilson sends his regards. What the Wilson airs is here already? That's the king's ransom diamond. It's sold for five hundred million.
At the sudbury's last month. Mr Wilson acquired it specifically to. Craft this unique crown for his daughter. Now that's some fuck you money mmmhmm. I'd kill to wear that.
Get your filthy hands off that you thief. Madam you can't. Jesus Christ Claire. Stealing from the wilsons now. Get your peasant ass off that stage sir.
Why should I? Because you're a feebing nobody. Touching a Wilson ares's property. Hope you like prison food. The Ares will have you thrown out on your ass Claire.
Please don't touch that. You you are I am Claire Wilson. Daughter of Victor Wilson. Welcome back. Miss Wilson.
She is Claire Wilson. Daughter of billionaire Wilson. I knew it with the figure and Grace like that. Miss Claire has to be old money. She's got that rare pedigree you know.
No no way her. The billionaire heiress. You are the wilson's heiress no. This this isn't happening oh god. What have I done?
I've done the wilson's heiress and threw. Away my shot at Mary into that fortune. I could have been set for life. Hmm you're lying. I know exactly who you are.
You're just an orphan with no parents. Hah right. She's a norfan. No way she's a Wilson hahaha. I made the right choice oh ha I get it.
To fake being an heiress. She hired actors that crown is a prop. And this whole thing is a sham. This is just some poor nobody's delusion. Just playing dress up.
How pathetic? Come on if you're the Wilson heir. Then I'm bill gates'long lost son. Bitch what are you still doing up there. Take off that fake crown.
Everything here has always been mine. You're a liar. They belong to the real eris. Not some gold digging cockroaches like you. She is the eris.
She's wearing the custom Wilson gown. Oh my god look at the stitching the sheen. That's the custom gown I saw in vogue. The one commissioned for the Wilson heiress. Identical.
A half a million dollar dress bought by the wilsons tsk. Thought she'd just snack some sugar daddy. The layers on the skirt. You can taste the craftsmanship. If the Wilson family's one of a kind gown is on her body.
Then she is the real Wilson princess. If she's a Wilson. That crown must be real too. Millions walking around on one woman. Now that's old money perfection wait.
She played all of you. Who knows how she pulled it off? We all know the truth. She's an orphan. No way she's a Wilson.