Sarah: God help him!
Sarah, dressed in her black-and-white maid uniform, didn't hesitate for a single second. She threw her body forward, diving headfirst across the polished black-and-white checkered marble floor.
Her knees slammed hard against the stone, her uniform fabric tearing as she slid several feet under the falling infant.
With an outstretched grasp, Sarah caught the falling baby securely in her arms just inches before his head hit the marble, pulling him tight against her chest as she skidded to a stop near the bottom step.
Baby: Waaaaah! Waaaaah!
Sarah: Shh... I've got you, sweet boy! I've got you!
Sarah lay on the cold stone, cradling the crying child tightly in her arms. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her flushed cheeks, her whole body shaking violently from the terrifying rush of adrenaline.
Clara: Sarah! Oh my God, Sarah!
Clara sprinted down the remaining steps, dropping to her knees beside the maid and wrapping her arms around both Sarah and baby Toby.
Clara: Is he okay?! Is he hurt?!
Sarah: He's breathing, ma'am... he's safe! I caught him!
Up on the upper balcony, Evelyn stood frozen in absolute shock and horror. Her jaw hung agape as she stared down at the living, breathing child in the maid's lap, her cold plot disintegrating before her eyes.
Evelyn: How... how did that girl reach him in time?!
Clara: You monster! You absolute monster!
At that exact moment, the double front doors of the mansion swung open under the bright daylight. Marcus Sterling, CEO of Sterling Global, stepped into the foyer wearing a sharp black suit, having just returned from an emergency corporate meeting downtown.
Marcus: What is all this screaming?! What happened in here?!
Sarah: Mr. Sterling! Thank God you're home!
Marcus dropped his leather briefcase, his eyes widening in alarm as he saw his wife weeping on the floor next to their maid, who was holding his sobbing son.
Marcus: Clara! Why is Toby crying like that?! Did he fall?!
Sarah: She deliberately dropped the baby, Mr. Sterling!
Marcus: What did you just say?!
Sarah: Mrs. Evelyn held him over the upper balcony railing and tossed him into the air on purpose!
Evelyn: Don't listen to that uneducated maid, Marcus! She's lying!
Clara: She threw our son, Marcus! Sarah had to dive across the floor to catch him before he smashed onto the marble!
Marcus turned his head slowly toward the grand staircase, his face instantly hardening into an expression of raw, unbridled rage.
Marcus: You did WHAT to my son?!