Arthur: Shh, just breathe, sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me, I'm right here[cite: 1, 5].
Sarah: It hurts so much, Daddy... I think the shock is too much for the baby[cite: 1, 2]!
A soft emotional piano tone played in the background of the sprawling foyer as Arthur gently stroked his daughter's hair, keeping her shielded against his chest[cite: 1]. His jaw clenched so hard that muscles ticked violently along his cheekbones, his grey suit stained with dust from the marble slide[cite: 1, 3].
Arthur: You're going to be fine. I'm calling the hospital and the police right now[cite: 1].
Sarah: Don't let him near me... please, make sure he doesn't come down those stairs[cite: 1, 2]!
Arthur: He isn't going anywhere near you ever again. His inheritance and his freedom end today[cite: 1, 4].
Arthur pulled his smartphone swiftly from his breast pocket, his thumb moving with practiced speed to punch in emergency numbers[cite: 1]. Quick phone dialing beeps cut sharply through the quiet tension of the mansion[cite: 1]. Up above, Julian paced frantically along the balcony edge, his formal suit disheveled as his arrogant facade melted into sheer panic[cite: 1].
Julian: Arthur, wait! It was an accident! She lost her footing near the edge[cite: 1]!
Arthur: Shut your lying mouth, Julian! I saw you shove her from thirty feet away[cite: 1, 3]!
Julian: You can't prove anything! The prenuptial agreement protects me, and the estate is tied up in joint custody[cite: 1, 4]!
Arthur: To hell with your prenup and to hell with your corporate estate[cite: 1, 4]!
Arthur pressed the phone firmly against his ear, his eyes locked upward with unyielding authority as emergency dispatch answered on the line[cite: 1].
Arthur: Yes, get an ambulance and police units to the main estate immediately[cite: 1].
Dispatcher: What is the nature of the emergency, sir[cite: 1]?
Arthur: Arrest my son-in-law immediately! He just tried to murder my pregnant daughter by pushing her off the second-story balcony[cite: 1]!
Julian: No! Don't listen to him! He's framing me[cite: 1]!
Arthur: Stay right where you are, coward. The police are already dispatched, and my corporate lawyers are canceling your trust fund access tonight[cite: 1, 4].