Two tall security officers entered the mansion foyer from outside.
Arthur had called them from his phone moments earlier while checking video.
He pointed at Victoria, who was breathing heavily in her gown.
Arthur: Escort this woman off my private property right now.
Arthur: If she tries to return, call the local police immediately.
The officers stepped up on either side of the sharp woman.
Security Officer: Ma'am, please step toward the exit doors right now.
Victoria realized she had lost all power in the massive mansion.
She pulled her gown up slightly and turned toward the door.
She stomped out into the bright daylight without looking back once.
The heavy front doors slammed shut behind her with a loud bang.
The entire grand foyer fell into a peaceful, calm silence.
Arthur walked over to where Martha was sitting on the sofa.
He took a seat right next to the tired older woman.
Arthur: Martha, I am so sorry you had to deal with that.
Martha offered him a warm, gentle smile through her tears.
Martha: Thank you, Arthur. You always take good care of us.
Arthur: You helped raise me after my parents passed away long ago.
Arthur: I will never let anyone treat you with disrespect here.
Arthur picked up his briefcase and opened it on the table.
He pulled out a set of fresh corporate contract documents inside.
Arthur: I am retiring you from heavy cleaning work as of today.
Arthur: You will manage the household staff from a comfortable office.
Arthur: Your salary will double, and your full retirement fund is secure.
Martha raised her trembling hands to her face in utter disbelief.
Martha: Oh, Arthur, that is far too generous for me!
Arthur: You earned every bit of it through your loyalty and kindness.
Clara smiled happily as she stood by Martha's side in support.
The sun continued to shine brightly through the massive high windows.
The grand American flag hung proudly on the polished white wall.
Respect and love had finally won over greed and cruel pride.