Richard stepped closer to the bottom step where Victoria was currently standing.
His voice shook with deep disappointment as he pointed toward the door.
Richard: You turned my home into a place of wicked schemes and lies!
Victoria: I only wanted that maid out because she respects your ex-wife!
Richard: Elena has been like family to us long before you arrived!
Victoria: She looks at me like I do not belong in this mansion!
Richard: Because you do not belong here if you act with malice!
Victoria tried to brush past him to get to the main living area.
Richard stood firmly in her path, blocking her way completely with strength.
He demanded that she hand over her keys to the front door.
Richard: Give me the master keys to this house right now, Victoria!
Victoria: You cannot throw me out over a simple mistake with furniture!
Richard: You put everyone in danger and tried to ruin an life!
Victoria reached into her designer handbag with shaking fingers to find keys.
She dropped her gold keychain onto the white marble floor with noise.
The loud metallic sound echoed through the entire high-ceilinged mansion foyer.
Lily held Elena's hand tightly while watching the intense argument unfold below.
Elena gently patted the girl's head to comfort her small heart.
Elena: Everything is going to be okay now, little one, do not worry.
Lily: I knew she was mean when she hid my mother's picture.
Richard turned his head quickly when he heard his daughter's quiet words.
He realized that Victoria had been cruel in many hidden ways before.
His eyes burned with intense anger as he looked at Victoria again.
Richard: What picture did you hide from my daughter, tell me!
Victoria: I just stored old junk in the attic where it belongs!
Richard: That was a picture of her late mother, you heartless person!
Victoria stumbled backward as Richard shouted his righteous anger at her face.
She lost her balance slightly on her tall heels and sat down.
She landed hard on the bottom step of the grand marble staircase.
Her expensive dress bunched up around her knees in absolute mess today.
She began to weep loudly, trying to look helpless and weak now.
But no one in the room felt any sympathy for her tears.
The truth was fully out, and her fake mask was gone forever.