The phone rang three times before a deep, calm voice answered.
Arthur: Hello, Sarah, is everything alright?
Sarah: Dad, I need you at the main estate right now.
Arthur: What happened, sweetheart?
Sarah: Evelyn is threatening Lily and screaming at us!
Sarah: She put her hands on Lily and accused her of stealing!
There was a long silence on the other end of the line.
Sarah could hear heavy footsteps starting to move on the caller's end.
Arthur: Is my granddaughter crying right now?
Sarah: Yes, she is terrified, Dad.
Arthur: I am entering the main driveway right now.
Arthur: Hold on for two minutes, Sarah.
Sarah ended the call and placed her phone back into her pocket.
Evelyn looked slightly uneasy for the very first time that night.
Evelyn: Who was that on the phone?
Sarah: You know exactly who my father is, Evelyn.
Evelyn: Arthur has no authority inside my household!
Sarah: He is the primary trustee of the entire family estate!
Evelyn's face turned pale as the realization hit her mind.
She had forgotten that Arthur held the legal deeds to the property.
When Sarah married into the family, Arthur had worked behind the scenes.
He was a retired judge and a high-level legal consultant across the state.
He had spent thirty years protecting families from injustice and fraud.
Evelyn had always kept her distance from Arthur out of quiet fear.
Evelyn: He cannot interfere with how I run my home!
Sarah: This is not your home, Evelyn, it belongs to the trust fund!
Sarah: The same trust fund that my father manages for the family!
Lily wiped her eyes and looked up at her mother with hope.
Lily: Is Grandpa coming to save us, Mommy?
Sarah: Yes, baby, Grandpa is right outside.
Evelyn straightened her purple cardigan and tried to look composed.
She smoothed down her hair and took a step toward the doorway.
Evelyn: I will simply tell him that you were disrespecting me.
Sarah: The security cameras recorded every single word you said!
Evelyn paused, her eyes darting up to the small black cameras in the ceiling corners.
She had forgotten that the security system recorded visual and audio feeds daily.
Every harsh comment and threat was saved on the central server.
Evelyn: Those cameras are private property!
Sarah: Controlled by the trustee, who is on his way inside right now!
Outside the front glass gates, a sleek dark car pulled up fast.
The tires chirped against the concrete driveway as the vehicle stopped.
The heavy front doors of the mansion were pushed open with tremendous speed.
Loud, heavy footsteps echoed through the grand marble hallway.