Elena rushed across the polished marble floor before Nora could react.
She placed her body directly between the cruel stepmother and the crying infant.
With a quick move, Elena lifted little Leo out of the crib and held him close.
The baby buried his face in Elena's shoulder, his small body trembling with tears.
Nora: What do you think you are doing, you insolent servant?
Elena: Step away from this child right now, Mrs. Foster!
Nora: Put him back in his crib and mind your place in this house!
Elena: I saw what you put in that milk bottle!
Nora's face paled for a quick second before her cold expression returned.
She stepped forward, her sparkling diamond dress rustling against the marble floor.
She reached out to grab the milk bottle off the white side table to hide it.
Elena snapped her hand forward and knocked the bottle safely out of Nora's reach.
The bottle slid across the floor, coming to a stop near the center of the room.
Nora: You have lost your mind, Elena! Hand me that child immediately!
Elena: You will not touch this baby ever again!
Nora raised her hand to strike the maid, her eyes flashing with anger.
Elena held the baby tightly with one arm and blocked Nora's arm with the other.
She pushed Nora back with all her strength, forcing the woman to take several steps backward.
Nora stumbled over the edge of her long dress and fell heavily onto the hard floor.
Her royal blue gown spread around her as she gasped in complete surprise.
She looked up from the floor, her pride hurt and her hair coming undone.
Nora: You just ruined your life! Arthur will throw you out on the street!
Elena: Let him come. He needs to see the truth about who he married.
Leo's soft cries echoed off the tall walls of the sunlit penthouse nursery.
Elena rocked the child gently, whispering soft words of comfort into his ear.
She kept her eyes locked on Nora, who was struggling to stand up in her high heels.
Nora glared at the maid with intense hatred, realizing her secret was out.
She glanced at the sealed bottle resting near the center of the room.
She knew if Arthur tested the contents of that bottle, her life of luxury was finished.
She tried to reach out her hand to drag the bottle closer to her dress.
Elena immediately stood over the bottle, blocking Nora's path completely.
Elena: Do not even move toward it.
Nora: No one will believe a common housekeeper over the lady of the house!
Elena: The truth does not care about your money or your fancy dress.
Heavy footsteps began to echo from the long hallway outside the nursery suite.
The thick oak doors were about to swing open as the head of the house returned.
Elena held her head high, holding the baby safely in her arms.