Under the full bright daylight streaming through the high arched windows, the hallway became chaotic. Chloe grabbed the crying child again, aggressively pulling him along the slippery white floor without mercy. Maria stepped in courageously, pulling little Leo into her protective arms under the glowing chandeliers. She lifted the trembling toddler close to her chest, standing firm against the taller blonde woman. The American flag artwork framed on the wall behind them stood as a silent witness to her brave defense.
Maria: DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!
Chloe: You insolent servant, give that child back to me now!
Maria: Over my dead body! You will never lay a hand on him!
Chloe: I will have you arrested for assaulting me in this house!
Suddenly, the heavy front entrance doors slammed open with a booming thunder that shook the entrance. Brandon Vance in his dark tuxedo stormed through the mansion entrance with intense, unstoppable fury. His eyes locked onto Chloe, who was still lunging toward Maria and his crying toddler son. He marched across the grand marble hall with rapid, heavy footsteps that sounded like crackling thunder.
Brandon: What the hell are you doing to my child?!
Chloe: Brandon! Thank goodness you are home! She attacked me!
Brandon: Shut up!
Without slowing down, Brandon delivered a swift, violent slap straight across Chloe's face in raw defense. The sharp impact rang loudly through the high ceilings as Chloe stumbled backward onto the floor. She gasped in shock, clutching her reddened cheek while staring up at him in complete horror. Brandon stood tall over her, veins bulging on his forehead, pointing his finger furiously at her trembling frame.
Brandon: YOU TOUCH MY SON AGAIN AND YOU'RE DEAD!
Chloe: Brandon, please! I was just trying to discipline him for you!
Brandon: Get out of my sight before I have security throw you out!
Chloe: You are choosing a simple maid over your wedded future?
Brandon: She protected my son! You are a monster! Leave now!
Chloe: You will regret this! My lawyers will hear about this slap!
Brandon: Call whoever you want! You will never step foot here again!
Maria knelt on the pristine floor, holding the crying toddler securely in her arms before the flag hanging. She rocked little Leo gently back and forth, whispering soft, loving words to soothe his trembling chest. Brandon dropped to his knees beside them, his harsh anger melting away into pure, overwhelming emotion. He wrapped his strong arms around both Maria and his son, pulling them into a tight, desperate embrace.
Maria: HE'S SAFE NOW... SHE WON'T HURT HIM EVER AGAIN.
Brandon: THANK YOU FOR SAVING HIM.