Victoria gasped and backed away until her spine pressed hard against the cold glass window frame.
She shook her head repeatedly while refusing to touch the small vial in her husband's hand.
Christopher narrowed his eyes as he watched her frantic reaction with growing suspicion and grief.
He had spent millions on her lifestyle over the past two years of their short marriage.
He gave her designer clothes, expensive cars, and complete access to his private bank accounts.
Yet here she was, standing terrified before him because of a simple test of her loyalty.
Christopher: Why won't you drink it, Victoria?
Victoria: You are listening to a housemaid over your own loyal wife!
Victoria: She made that bottle up to steal money from your safe!
Sarah shook her head rapidly while tears began to fall down her soft red cheeks.
Sarah: I have never stolen anything from this house in my entire life, sir.
Sarah: I love this family and I was only trying to save your life today.
Christopher looked down at the dark stain soaking deep into the expensive living room carpet.
He remembered how his health had been slowly failing over the past three long months.
His doctor could never find a clear reason for his sudden dizzy spells and stomach pains.
Every morning, Victoria personally brought him his hot coffee before he left for the office.
A terrible realization began to form inside Christopher's mind like a cold heavy stone.
He took out his mobile phone and immediately dialed his personal security guard standing outside.
Christopher: Mark, come inside the main room right now.
Christopher: Call the local police department and tell them we have an emergency.
Victoria screamed out loud when she heard the word police escape her husband's stern mouth.
She lunged forward to grab Christopher's sleeve with both of her hands in complete desperation.
Victoria: Please, Christopher, do not do this to me!
Victoria: We can talk about this privately without bringing outsiders into our home!
Christopher pushed her hands away firmly and took two big steps back toward the door.
The security guard named Mark entered the living room quickly and stood by the threshold.
Sarah pointed toward the master bedroom door on the second floor with a trembling finger.
Sarah: Sir, there is another bottle hidden inside her private jewelry box upstairs.
Sarah: I saw her put a second glass bottle near her diamond necklaces yesterday afternoon.
Victoria's eyes turned sharp with pure hatred as she turned her head toward the maid.
Victoria: You quiet little snake, I will make sure you suffer for this!