David stood near the open doors, his breathing heavy and ragged, his hands shaking with an intense rage he had never felt in his entire life. The sight of his baby boy being thrown like a piece of trash had shattered every piece of respect he once held for the woman standing before him. The bright daylight lit up the dark, fierce look in his eyes as he stepped forward, his heavy dress shoes pounding loudly against the light marble floor.
Victoria took a quick step back, her red silk dress catching on the corner of the grand piano as her face turned completely pale.
Victoria: David... please... you don't understand... it was an accident! I lost my balance!
David: Shut your mouth!
David closed the distance between them in two long, powerful strides. Outraged by her horrific cruelty toward his defenseless child, he stepped forward, turned his body with full momentum, and forcefully slapped Victoria hard across the face.
The heavy impact crackled through the hall like a gunshot. The force of the strike sent Victoria crashing back violently against the grand piano, her head knocking into the wood before she slid down onto the hard marble floor in a heap of red silk.
A cluster of low piano keys slammed together under her weight, sending a sudden, dramatic chord echoing through the mansion. Victoria clutched her red, bruised cheek with trembling fingers, gasping for air as tears of utter shock and sudden pain welled up in her eyes.
David ignored her pitiful groans and immediately dropped to his knees beside Sarah. His big hands gently took baby Leo into his arms, pulling his son close against his chest. He kissed the baby's forehead repeatedly, feeling the warm, steady breathing of his live child, thanking God for the miracle that had saved his family today.
David: Thank you, Sarah. You saved my boy. You saved my whole life.
Sarah: I couldn't let her hurt him, Mr. Vance. I couldn't let anything happen to little Leo.
David: You are family now, Sarah. You will never have to worry about anything ever again.
David stood up slowly, cradling his calm baby in his left arm while pointing his right finger directly down at Victoria, who was cowering on the bright floor under the American flag.
David: Get out of my house, you monster!
His voice boomed like thunder through the high ceilings, shaking the white walls of the estate. Victoria looked up, her glamorous image completely ruined, her hair messy and her face swollen from the impact. She saw no love, no mercy, and no second chances left in the eyes of the billionaire she had tried so hard to manipulate.