Two uniform police officers walked quickly around the side of the grand mansion.
They carried heavy handcuffs on their belts as they approached the quiet patio.
Mark: Officers, thank goodness you arrived so quickly to handle this crisis.
Police Officer: We received multiple emergency calls regarding child endangerment at this address.
Margarethe smoothed down her gold sequined dress and tried to sound powerful.
Margarethe: Officers, I am the owner of this mansion, demand these intruders leave!
Mark: She tried to hurt my infant son right over that open fire pit.
Guest Two: We all recorded the entire thing on our cell phone cameras, officer!
The lead police officer stepped forward and grabbed Margarethe's wrists behind her back.
The metal handcuffs clicked locked sharply around her hands with a heavy snap.
Margarethe: You cannot arrest me! Do you know how much money I have?
Police Officer: You have the right to remain silent, ma'am, move along now.
The guests shook their heads in deep disgust as the police led her away.
Her gold dress looked ridiculous as she stumbled across the muddy front lawn.
Mark turned toward Sarah and wrapped his arm tight around her fragile waist.
Mark: I am so sorry I let her hurt you for so long.
Sarah: You saved our baby boy today, Mark, that is all that matters.
The scary ordeal was finally over, and the dark dark cloud had cleared away.
Mark looked around at the guests and pointed toward the grand front gate.
Mark: This party is completely over, everyone please leave our property right now.
The guests quickly walked away, leaving the young family in peaceful silence.