The quiet tension inside the mansion grew heavier with every passing second. Victoria tried to stand tall, fixing her high-end jacket while keeping her glare fixed on the maid. Marcus took two steps forward, positioning himself directly between his wife and the young nanny holding his son. His breath was steady, but his eyes burned with pure rage.
Victoria: I was just trying to assert my authority! She acts like she owns this house!
Marcus: She is taking care of my son because you refused to even look at him for the last three weeks!
Victoria: I've been busy with the family business! The board meetings for the real estate firm have been exhausting!
Marcus: Don't talk to me about the firm. I know why you suddenly took an interest in the boy today.
Victoria: What is that supposed to mean? He's my baby!
Marcus: Is he? Or is he just a bargaining chip for the new trust fund documents my lawyers prepared this morning?
Victoria's expression froze. Her posture stiffened as the color slowly drained from her pale cheeks. She took a tiny step backward, her high heels clicking softly against the shiny wooden floor. She opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out at first.
Victoria: I don't know what you're talking about, Marcus. I came home to spend time with my family.
Marcus: You came home because my attorney called your father an hour ago regarding the custody clause in our prenup.
Elena: Mr. Vance, should I take the baby upstairs to his nursery?
Marcus: Yes, Elena. Take him upstairs and lock the door behind you. Nobody goes in that room without my permission.
Victoria: Don't you dare walk away with my son, Elena!
Marcus: Let her go, Victoria! If you step toward her again, I won't just stop you—I'll have the security team drag you off this property in handcuffs!
Elena hurried down the corridor, her soft footsteps fading as she made her way toward the grand staircase. She squeezed the baby tightly, offering a silent prayer of thanks for Marcus's unexpected arrival. Victoria watched her leave, her breath coming in fast, angry gasps as her plan fell apart before her eyes.
Victoria: You're siding with the staff over your own wife?! Have you lost your mind?!
Marcus: Elena has shown more care and love for that child in two months than you have since the day he was born.
Victoria: That is an insult! I carried that child! I gave up my career for months!
Marcus: You didn't give up anything. You spent the entire pregnancy at our penthouse in Miami while I managed the estate here alone!
Victoria: Because I needed rest! The doctors said I was high risk!
Marcus: The doctors said no such thing, Victoria. I spoke with your physician yesterday. Do you want to hear what he actually told me?
Victoria clenched her fists at her sides, realizing that Marcus was no longer the gullible husband she thought she could control.