Arthur turned his back on the crying woman on the floor and walked back to his children. He lifted Maya into his arms and wrapped his large arm around Leo's shoulders, walking them away from the foyer and into the peaceful family living room. He sat them down on the soft velvet couch and handed them glasses of fresh water, making sure they knew they were completely safe.
Father: You two never have to see her again. I promise you that on my life.
Leo: Is she going to take our house dad?
Father: No buddy. She isn't taking a single dollar from us.
While the children rested, Arthur immediately pulled out his cell phone and called his lead corporate attorney, Marcus Vance, who was also his cousin. Marcus was already sitting in his downtown office preparing documents for the day. Within two minutes, Arthur explained the physical abuse that had just taken place inside the mansion hall.
Father: Marcus, check the security cameras in the main foyer right now. Eleanor just laid hands on Leo and Maya.
Attorney Marcus: Say no more Arthur. The cloud server backs up every second in high definition. I'm pulling the video feed right now.
On the other end of the line, Marcus opened the secure cloud footage on his monitor. The ultra-clear 4K cameras mounted near the flag clearly captured Eleanor grabbing young Leo, violently shoving him down, and mocking the kids while they wept on the marble floor. The camera audio also picked up her bitter words calling the young kids useless trash.
Attorney Marcus: This footage is gold Arthur. With this video, her prenup is completely void under the domestic abuse clause. She won't get a single penny of your estate, no alimony, and no settlement.
Father: File an emergency restraining order immediately. I want her legally banned from coming within one thousand feet of my kids or my properties.
Attorney Marcus: I'm sending the legal papers to the police station right now. The officers will be at your house in ten minutes to serve her.
Inside the grand foyer, Eleanor was frantically trying to gather her luxury designer handbags and gold jewelry from the bedroom. She knew she was in deep trouble, but she still believed her divorce lawyer could negotiate a million-dollar payout to keep things quiet. She had no idea that the hidden ceiling cameras had recorded every single second of her cruelty in bright high definition.