The high-definition camera footage revealed details that the naked eye had missed entirely.
Claire had indeed walked up to the stroller with a gentle smile on her face.
She bent down to drape the soft blue blanket over sleeping little Leo.
Behind her, out of her direct line of sight, a hand reached out.
A thin wire had been subtlely attached to the lower rear brake pedal beforehand.
From behind the corner, someone pulled the hidden cord with a sudden sharp jerk.
The brake disengaged silently, causing the heavy stroller to roll forward fast.
Claire gasped and lunged forward, desperately trying to grab the leather handle bar.
Her fingers scraped against the leather, but the stroller tipped over the top step.
Richard zoomed in on the shadow standing right behind the hallway decorative pillar.
The crisp beige-and-brown sleeve of a maid uniform was clearly visible in the light.
It was Elena who had pulled the hidden wire to launch the stroller.
Richard sat in absolute stunned silence as his heart pounded against his ribs.
She had staged the entire deadly fall just to frame his innocent wife.
He replayed the clip three more times to ensure he was not mistaken.
The calculated movement was obvious, cold, and entirely deliberate from start to finish.
Elena had intentionally put an innocent baby in extreme danger for her own goal.
Richard stood up slowly from his desk, his fists clenched tight at his sides.
He saved the raw video file onto an external flash drive immediately.
He then pulled up the financial records for the household payroll accounts online.
He searched through recent transactions linked to Elena’s direct deposit information.
Large sum transfers had been coming from an offshore bank account every single week.
The sender account belonged to a rival real estate developer fighting for his firm.
Elena had been paid a fortune to destroy Richard’s family from the inside out.
She planned to take over the household completely after framing Claire for murder.
Richard grabbed his phone, his voice shaking with absolute rage and clear focus.
Richard: Detective Miller, I need you to return to my house right now.