Mark knelt on the cold white marble floor, holding his son tight against his chest.
He kissed the baby's soft forehead as his tears dropped onto the yellow blanket.
High above him, Margarethe stood near the top of the grand staircase, looking down.
Her face was pale with shock, but her hands were still shaking with anger.
She slowly began walking down the grand white marble stairs toward him.
Margarethe: Mark, it was an accident! You have to listen to me!
Mark: Stay right where you are!
Margarethe: I never meant for the child to slip from your hands!
Mark stood up abruptly from the floor, his entire body trembling with intense rage.
He spun around quickly and rushed fiercely toward the woman who raised him.
His face was twisted in absolute anger as he stood between her and his child.
Mark: You almost destroyed my entire life today!
Margarethe: I was only trying to protect the family fortune!
Mark: You care more about money than you care about human life!
He stepped forward boldly and blocked her path at the bottom of the stairs.
Margarethe stumbled back against the white pillar, gasping for breath in surprise.
Mark: Don't you dare touch my child again! Get out!
Margarethe: You cannot kick me out of my own house!
Mark: This estate belongs to my biological parents, and I have the proof!
Margarethe froze instantly when she heard those exact words come out of his mouth.
The secret she had kept hidden for over thirty years was finally out in the open.
She realized that her complete control over the family fortune was over forever.