Arthur Vance stepped into the grand foyer wearing a dark suit.
He stopped near the framed USA flag hanging on the wall.
He saw his wife crying on the floor near the sofa.
He saw Brenda holding his small son tightly near the window.
The room was filled with heavy silence and intense drama.
Arthur: What on earth is happening in my house?
Victoria: Arthur, please help me! Brenda attacked me!
Brenda: That is not what happened at all, sir!
Victoria: She snapped and tried to take Leo away from me!
Brenda: She is lying to cover up her terrible action!
Arthur walked quickly across the bright marble floor with anger.
His face was red as he looked between the two women.
He looked down at his wife who was sobbing on the rug.
Then he looked at Brenda whose eyes were full of tears.
Arthur: Brenda, you better explain yourself right now!
Brenda: Sir, look at the hot iron on that table!
Arthur turned his head and saw the steaming iron device.
The red light was still glowing hot near the silk couch.
He knew the iron belonged in the lower laundry room upstairs.
Arthur: Why is that dangerous iron inside this room?
Victoria: I was ironing your shirt before you got home!
Brenda: She was holding it over your baby son's chest!
Arthur froze completely as he heard those heavy words.
He looked at his baby boy who was trembling with fear.
The piece of the puzzle was beginning to fit together.
He remembered Victoria complaining about the baby custody agreement.
If something happened to Leo, Victoria would inherit the family trust.
The deep truth was starting to break through the lies.