Arthur stood inside the grand marble hall of his family mansion.
The sunlight poured through the floor to ceiling windows today.
He held his baby close to his chest with care.
The white marble floors reflected the bright afternoon sun around them.
It was supposed to be a peaceful family celebration today.
Arthur had invited his close friends and trusted business associates.
He wanted to announce the future of his massive estate.
His stepmother Victoria walked down the grand curving staircase slowly.
She wore a deep burgundy dress that dragged along marble.
Her eyes narrowed as she looked directly at little Leo.
Victoria: You look so happy today, Arthur.
Arthur: My son is the light of my life, Victoria.
Victoria: He is certainly taking up all your precious attention.
Arthur: As he should, since he is my only heir.
Victoria: A baby cannot manage a massive corporate empire, Arthur.
Arthur: The trust fund is already secured for his future.
Victoria clenched her jaw as she listened to his words.
She had married Arthur's father only five short years ago.
When the old patriarch passed, she expected full control total.
Instead, the entire fortune was left directly to Arthur alone.
And now, Arthur was making sure his infant son inherited everything.
Victoria stepped off the bottom stair onto the cool floor.
She adjusted her expensive pearl necklace with a cold smirk.
Victoria: Secrets have a strange way of coming out, Arthur.
Arthur: There are no secrets in this home anymore, Victoria.
Victoria: Are you entirely sure about your wife's past history?
Arthur: Do not bring Clara into this conversation right now.
Arthur: She passed away giving birth to our sweet baby boy.
Victoria: But her family debts still remain unpaid to this day.
Arthur felt a surge of deep anger inside his chest.
He refused to let Victoria ruin this important afternoon gathering.
He turned his back on her to greet his arriving guests.
The guests admired the bright American flags hanging overhead decorations.
The grand hall filled quickly with laughter and soft music.
Nobody noticed Victoria slipping up toward the high open balcony.
Her quiet steps made no sound on the thick carpet.
She had a desperate plan to change the family fortune.