One wrong move… and Larry’s whole life might belong to Bethany

“THE TRANSFER”

INT. LARRY’S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – AFTERNOON

The room hums with an uneasy quiet.

Bethany watches from across the space, eyes narrowing as Sharra laughs at one of Larry’s jokes. Larry leans in, attentive, smiling at every word she says.

Brooke sits nearby, oblivious to the tension, charmed by Sharra’s warmth.

Bethany’s stomach twists.

She’s seen this dynamic too many times.

She steadies her breath — a decision forming in her mind.

Her heels click firmly as she strides toward Larry.

Larry looks up, expecting a warm greeting…
but the fire in Bethany’s eyes tells a different story.

BETHANY
Larry… we need to talk. About the house. The property.
The portion that belongs to me… I want it officially in my name.

Larry raises his brows, surprised.

LARRY
Bethany… I thought we already discussed this. You know I was going to transfer everything to you.

Bethany steps closer, calm but unyielding.

BETHANY
Yes. But I need it done properly. No misunderstandings later.
The house. The property. Everything that’s mine should legally be under my name.

Larry sighs, rubbing the back of his neck.

LARRY
Alright… alright, I get it. We’ll get it done.

Bethany’s expression hardens — verbal promises aren’t enough.

BETHANY
Larry… I’m not asking anymore. I’m insisting.
No delays. It needs to be transferred now.

Sharra watches from the side — a flicker of unease in her eyes.
Brooke tilts her head, sensing tension.

BROOKE
Bethany… is everything okay?

Bethany forces a polite smile.

BETHANY
Everything’s fine, Brooke. Just making sure business matters are handled properly.

Her eyes return to Larry — firm, unblinking.

Larry runs a hand through his hair, resigned.

He motions toward his office.

LARRY
Fine. Let’s get the paperwork started.

INT. LARRY’S OFFICE – MOMENTS LATER

Bethany sits, already opening her phone.
Documents appear instantly — organized, prepared, precise.

BETHANY
I’ve already spoken to the lawyer. Everything is ready.
We just need your signature.

Larry leans back, impressed despite himself.

LARRY
You really thought of everything.

Bethany’s lips curl into a confident smirk.

BETHANY
I always do. Now let’s do this right… everything that’s legally mine, under my name.
No exceptions.

Larry studies the papers, then signs — slowly, reluctantly.

Bethany watches every stroke of the pen, satisfaction glowing in her eyes.

When he finishes, she closes the folder with a sharp snap.

BETHANY
Finally.
The house and property… officially mine.

INT. LIVING ROOM – CONTINUOUS

Sharra and Brooke exchange glances — discomfort, surprise, worry.

Bethany reenters, her tone softening slightly.

BETHANY
Don’t worry. Everything is sorted. Let’s just focus on moving forward.

She walks past them — tall, steady, empowered.

She has asserted herself.
Protected her interests.
Made everything clear.

The tension may linger, but Bethany owns the ground she stands on now.

And everyone in the house knows it.

To Be Countinue