Marcus lunged across the stone walkway with incredible speed and determination.
Victoria gasped in shock as Marcus caught her wrist before she could throw.
The champagne glass crashed onto the cold marble floor, shattering into small pieces.
They both stumbled down onto the hard ground in a sudden, violent scuffle.
Victoria shrieked in anger as she tried to keep her hand tightly closed.
Marcus held her arm firmly on the ground to prevent her from moving away.
Marcus: You locked my son in a cage like an animal!
He pryed her fingers open one by one with steady, powerful force.
Victoria cursed loudly, struggling against his strong grip on the marble floor.
Marcus finally snatched the heavy brass key out of her tight palm.
He pushed himself up immediately and scrambled back toward the metal cage.
Victoria scrambled to her feet, her gold dress dirty and her hair ruined.
She screamed for her estate security guards to hurry into the courtyard.
Marcus paid no attention to her threats as he reached the iron door.
His hands were shaking violently as he inserted the brass key into the lock.
The key turned with a loud metallic click, releasing the iron latch.
Marcus threw the heavy cage door wide open and reached inside for his son.
He pulled little Ethan out into his arms, lifting him high off the stone floor.
Ethan wrapped his small arms tightly around his father's neck, crying with relief.
Marcus held the boy close against his chest, feeling his fast heart beating.
Marcus: You're safe now, Ethan. Nobody will ever hurt you again.
Two large security guards rushed into the courtyard from the house doors.
Victoria pointed an angry finger at Marcus, demanding that they arrest him immediately.
Marcus stood tall near the large US flag hanging on the house wall.
He held his crying son tightly, looking at the guards with fierce determination.