The entire room became completely silent as everyone looked at the broken cake.
Sarah dropped her cleaning towel on the floor in pure terror.
She could not believe her little daughter had caused such huge damage.
Mr. Moreto stared at the ruined white frosting with anger in his eyes.
His expensive party had been ruined in front of all his important friends.
Sarah ran across the floor quickly and fell down on her knees.
She wrapped her arms around Lily and pulled her very close.
Maid: Mr. Moreto, please! I'm so sorry! She didn't know!
Sarah began to cry because she feared she would lose her job.
Her monthly salary was the only way she paid for their small apartment.
Mr. Moreto walked slowly across the room with heavy polished black shoes.
He looked down at the trembling mother and the little curly-haired girl.
Before he could shout, a thick green liquid began oozing out.
The strange fluid spilled from the middle of the broken white cake layers.
It pooled onto the white marble floor with a weird chemical smell.
Mr. Moreto stopped in his tracks and narrowed his dark eyes.
He crouched down on the hard floor to examine the green puddle carefully.
He realized that normal cake filling was never bright green and gooey.
He looked into Lily's brown eyes with deep interest and concern.
Mr. Moreto: Lily, why did you do that? It was a special cake.
Lily looked directly into his face without showing any fear at all.
Lily: A bad man put something yucky inside. I saw him!
Sarah held her breath as she listened to her young daughter speak.
Mr. Moreto turned his head to look back at the green fluid.
He touched his chin and realized the terrifying truth about the cake.
Someone had deliberately poisoned the dessert intended for his little family.
If Lily had not knocked it down, Tommy would have eaten it.
His chest heaved as a cold feeling ran down his whole back.
He realized his innocent son had just dodged a terrible disaster.
He looked back at Lily with soft eyes full of deep gratitude.
Mr. Moreto: You... you saved my son's life.
Tears formed in the wealthy man's eyes as he spoke those words.
He stood up slowly and grabbed his small boy in a tight hug.
Mr. Moreto: That bite could have killed him.