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 "Anthony Betrayed?! Shayla Confronts Anthony Lawyer With a Secret!"😱

🕵️‍♀️ SCENE: LAW FIRM – EVENING

Dimly lit, tension in the air. Shayla storms into the law office where Anthony’s lawyer, Mr. Jacobs, sits behind a massive oak desk. He’s calm — too calm. Shayla has something explosive to reveal.

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SHAYLA:
(slamming a manila envelope on the desk)
Don’t you dare say a word until you open that.

MR. JACOBS:
(raising an eyebrow)
Ms. Carson, barging into a legal office after hours isn’t exactly—

SHAYLA:
Just OPEN it.

(Mr. Jacobs sighs, slowly opens the envelope, and pulls out a set of photographs. His eyes narrow.)

MR. JACOBS:
Where did you get these?

SHAYLA:
Does it matter? That’s your client—Anthony—with Gabrielle. Taken last week. The same day he told me he was "in court all day."

MR. JACOBS:
(carefully setting the photos down)
This… changes nothing.

SHAYLA:
(laughs bitterly)
Of course it doesn’t. Because you’ve been covering for him for months, haven’t you?

MR. JACOBS:
I have an obligation to protect my client’s interests. I’m not his moral compass.

SHAYLA:
But you are the one who helped draft the prenup, right? The one that says if I ever "cheated," I get nothing?

MR. JACOBS:
(sighs)
Shayla, don't do this—

SHAYLA:
Don’t play dumb, Jacobs. You helped him set me up. He staged that whole “business trip” in Miami so he could catch me having lunch with my ex, then used it as leverage.

MR. JACOBS:
You weren’t just having lunch. The photos—

SHAYLA:
(cuts him off)
Were cropped. Edited. And I can prove it.

(She tosses a USB drive onto the desk.)

SHAYLA:
Here’s the original footage. Surveillance from the restaurant. No touching. No kissing. Just two exes talking in broad daylight, in public.

MR. JACOBS:
(visibly tense now)
What exactly do you want?

SHAYLA:
I want you to come clean. You drafted that prenup with a clause that could only be activated by manipulation. That’s unethical. Illegal even.

MR. JACOBS:
(coldly)
You’re threatening a licensed attorney.

SHAYLA:
Oh, I’m way past threats. This is a promise.

(She leans closer, her voice calm but deadly.)

SHAYLA:
You have 48 hours to tell Anthony I know everything — and to void that prenup. Or I go public. Not just with the photos... but with the bank statements. The offshore accounts. The shell corporations in Belize.

(Mr. Jacobs stands suddenly, the blood draining from his face.)

MR. JACOBS:
How… how do you know about Belize?

SHAYLA:
You really shouldn’t have left your briefcase open at the gala last month. I may not be a lawyer… but I’m smarter than both of you thought.

MR. JACOBS:
(voice low)
If you do this… you’ll burn everything down.

SHAYLA:
(smiling)
Then I suggest you bring a fire extinguisher.

(She turns and walks out, heels clicking, leaving Mr. Jacobs staring at the evidence on his desk.)