Arthur cleared his throat loudly and looked at his guests.
Arthur: The party is over for tonight, dear friends.
The guests slowly began walking toward the front main door.
Julian walked over to Clara with an apologetic sad smile.
Julian: I am sorry my ex-fiancée stole from your mother.
Clara: It was not your fault at all, Mr. Vance.
Julian: You showed immense courage standing up to her today.
Arthur placed a warm hand on Clara's narrow shoulder.
Arthur: You have been a loyal worker for three years.
Clara: I always try to do my job well, sir.
Arthur: You deserve much better than serving food to people.
Arthur offered Clara a new job managing his household estate.
The new position came with a much higher monthly salary.
Clara could now pay for her mother's medical treatments easily.
She would never have to worry about rent money again.
She wiped a small happy tear from her soft cheek.
Clara: I accept the promotion with great gratitude, sir.
Arthur: Go home early tonight and visit your sweet mother.
Clara took off her dirty maid apron for the last time.
She walked out of the grand mansion into the evening air.
The cool wind felt refreshing against her glowing warm skin.
She pulled out her phone to call her beloved mother.
Clara: Mom, I found the lost family bracelet tonight.
Mother: Oh Clara, is that really true my child?
Clara: Yes, and justice was finally served to us today.
Clara smiled brightly as she walked down the long street.
She knew their hard lives were changing for the better.
Honesty and truth had won against wealth and cruel lies.