Mark rushed to the edge of the pool to check on his daughter.
Mark: Stay right there, Elena, everything will be fine.
He turned toward Victoria with intense frustration visible on his face.
Mark: How could you act so heartlessly toward a child?
Victoria: She was being disrespectful about the family heritage.
Mark: That locket belonged to my late wife, not you!
Mark kicked off his shoes and immediately dove into the clear blue water.
He swam straight to the bottom where the silver object rested on the tiles.
His fingers closed tightly around the wet metal chain before he surfaced.
He climbed out onto the stone patio, dripping water onto the tiles.
Mark: This was never just a piece of simple jewelry, Victoria.
Victoria stood up from her chair, her confident expression suddenly slipping away.
Victoria: I do not know what silly ideas you are referring to.
Mark opened the waterproof clasp of the heavy silver pendant carefully.
Inside lay a miniature digital storage card wrapped in protective silicone.
Mark: Sarah told me before she passed that she hid the evidence here.
Victoria took a step back as nervous panic showed in her eyes.
Victoria: That drive contains private company records that belong to me!
Mark: It contains the original trust fund documents you tried to alter.
Elena wrapped herself in a warm towel while watching her father closely.
Elena: Did you find mommy's special secret, dad?
Mark: Yes, sweetheart, your mother protected us even years ago.