Richard Vance stepped into the room with his dark tailored suit coat open.
He was a powerful businessman who valued control and order above all else.
He looked at the scene of chaos with deep confusion and growing anger.
Richard: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!
Evelyn immediately threw her hands over her face and began sobbing loudly.
She sprinted toward Richard and pressed herself against his chest.
Evelyn: Darling! She attacked me out of nowhere and tried to hurt your baby!
Richard's eyes narrowed instantly as he stared down Victoria across the room.
Victoria stood holding the crying child, her cheek red from the slap.
Victoria: Richard, listen to me! That is a complete lie!
Richard: I come home to find you assaulting my fiancée in my living room?
Victoria: She had a hot iron over his cradle! I saved him!
Evelyn shook her head frantically while clinging to Richard's suit sleeve.
Evelyn: She is lying, Richard! She dropped the iron herself and blamed me!
Richard was blinded by anger and the clever act of his fiancée.
He marched over to Victoria with dark, heavy strides across the marble.
He snatched little Leo out of Victoria's arms with one swift movement.
Victoria tried to hold on, but Richard pushed her backward forcefully.
She lost her balance and fell hard onto the uncarpeted marble floor.
The impact knocked the breath out of her chest as she gasped.
Richard: HOW DARE YOU ATTACK HER IN MY HOME!
Victoria lay on the cold ground, bruised and breathless from the fall.
Leo cried out from Richard's arms, reaching his tiny hands toward Victoria.
Evelyn stood behind Richard with a subtle, cruel smirk on her face.
She believed she had won the fight and ruined Victoria forever.
Victoria looked up from the floor, her vision blurring with warm tears.
She realized that spoken words were no longer enough to win justice.
She slipped her trembling hand deep inside her shirt pocket.