The bright sun shone brightly over the grand estate on the edge of town.
Inside the living room, clean white marble floors reflected the sparkling lights from above.
Ethan Sterling was a wealthy businessman who owned a major transport company.
He lived in this large mansion with his three-year-old son, little Leo.
Ethan had recently remarried a proud woman named Victoria.
Victoria loved money, status, and luxury cars more than anything else in the world.
She never truly cared about Ethan, and she secretly hated little Leo.
To Victoria, the little boy was just an obstacle to the massive family inheritance.
Also working in the mansion was a young woman named Elena.
Elena worked as a live-in housemaid and took care of the home.
She was a sweet, hardworking woman who truly loved little Leo with all her heart.
Ever since Leo lost his biological mother, Elena protected the child like a mother.
On this clear morning, Ethan had left early for an important meeting at his firm.
Victoria walked around the living room in her expensive emerald green dress.
Her sharp heels clacked loudly against the clean marble floor.
She looked at little Leo, who was playing quietly with a small plastic toy train.
Leo smiled brightly and held up his toy to show his new stepmother.
Victoria only scowled and pushed the toy away with her hand.
She felt bitter every time she looked at the young heir of the Sterling estate.
If Leo were gone, the entire estate and trust fund would belong to her.
She walked over to the grand dining table near the white couch.
On the table stood a heavy decorative urn filled with ice water for guests.
Victoria picked up the cold container with a cruel look in her eyes.
She walked slowly behind the soft white couch where little Leo sat.
The innocent toddler had no idea what his stepmother was planning to do.
Elena was nearby in the adjacent kitchen, cleaning the breakfast dishes.
The house was completely quiet except for the hum of the air conditioner.
Victoria leaned over the top of the couch with a dark smile.
Without a single second of hesitation, she tipped the heavy urn forward.
A flood of freezing ice water poured directly onto the little boy's head.