Margarethe walked down the hallway as fast as she could manage.
Her heart beat quickly against her ribs from fear and worry.
She opened the doors to every guest bedroom on the floor.
Each room was cold, empty, and quiet as a tomb.
Victoria walked behind her with a smirk on her cruel face.
Victoria: You are wasting your remaining energy searching this mansion.
Margarethe: I will search every single room until I find him.
Victoria: You are too old to fight me for this property.
Margarethe ignored the cold words and kept checking the doors.
She checked the linen closets and the private home office room.
She reached the end of the long hallway near the bathroom wing.
A faint sound came from behind the heavy white marble door.
Margarethe stopped in her tracks and listened very carefully now.
It sounded like tiny hands touching a clear surface inside.
Victoria stepped in front of the marble bathroom door quickly.
She blocked the metal door handle with her own body weight.
Victoria: You do not have permission to enter this private bathroom.
Margarethe: Move out of my way right now, Victoria!
Victoria: Make me move if you think you are strong enough.
Margarethe raised her wooden cane and struck the hard floor firmly.
The sound echoed down the high hallway like a gunshot beat.
Margarethe: I built this home long before you entered our lives.
Victoria stood her ground and refused to move an inch away.
Margarethe pushed past her with surprising strength born of love.
She reached for the polished brass door handle and turned it fast.
The heavy marble door opened slowly into the sunlit bathroom space.
The room was filled with bright white light and cold marble walls.
In the center of the room stood a clear glass display tank.
Inside the tank, the five-month-old baby boy was sitting quietly.
The lid of the container was closed tightly with metal latches.
Margarethe gasped loudly and rushed forward toward the glass tank.
Margarethe: What have you done to this innocent little child!
Victoria: I secured my rightful place as the sole heir today.
Margarethe tried to undo the metal latch with her trembling hands.
Victoria grabbed her arm and pulled her back with force.