Mark turned around quickly to face his mother in the doorway of the nursery.
Mark: Why are you following me up here, Margarethe?
Margarethe: I need to speak to you about the family estate papers you were reading.
Mark: Why was there an old adoption record hidden in the safe?
Margarethe: Some secrets are meant to stay buried in the past for everyone's good.
Mark felt a cold chill run down his back as she spoke those harsh words.
He stepped closer to the baby's crib to block her view of the child.
The family business was worth millions, but Mark did not care about the money anymore.
He only wanted the absolute truth about his own childhood and his son's future.
Margarethe walked over to the window that looked down onto the massive foyer below.
The foyer had white marble floors and a huge American flag hanging from the ceiling.
Margarethe: Your father left clear instructions about who gets the inheritance.
Mark: Then show me the full will without hiding any of the pages.
Margarethe: You are being very ungrateful after everything I have given you.
Mark: I just want to know who my real family is.
Margarethe's face turned red with anger as she pulled out a set of keys.
She held the keys tightly in her wrinkled hand as she stepped closer to him.
Margarethe: You will sign the new estate documents today, or you will lose everything.
Mark: I am not signing anything until my lawyer reads every single page.
She laughed coldly and shook her head in deep disappointment.
The tension in the room grew thicker as the clock on the wall ticked loudly.
Mark reached down and picked up little Leo, holding him close to his chest.
He felt a strong sense of danger surrounding his mother's strange behavior.
She had always been a stern woman, but today she seemed completely different.
Mark slowly stepped out into the grand balcony that overlooked the main foyer.
He needed to get away from her cold stares and dangerous threats.