The hot afternoon heat made the bright air inside the grand marble foyer feel heavy.
Sarah was polishing the wooden table downstairs near the foot of the grand curving staircase.
She heard rapid loud steps clicking heavily along the marble floor on the upper landing above.
Victoria walked out into the open light wearing her long silk dark red robe again.
In her arms, she clutched the heavy antique heirloom wooden box containing the key trust papers.
Her blonde hair was messy, and her pale face looked wild with sudden total desperation.
Victoria: You thought you could spy on me and ruin my long plans, didn't you?!
Sarah looked up in deep horror as Victoria moved right up against the high white railing.
Victoria held the heavy antique wooden box right over the deep drop above the marble floor.
Victoria: Take this child's trust fund and watch it smash into a thousand useless pieces right now!
Sarah: Stop, Mrs. Sterling, please do not drop that precious original family box!
Victoria gave a cruel loud laugh that echoed sharply off the high white foyer walls.
She pushed the heavy wooden box right over the top edge of the high white marble railing.
The heavy box fell fast through the bright air toward the hard white floor below.
Sarah did not hesitate for a single second as she threw her body across the floor.
She slid hard across the smooth polished marble surface on her knees with open arms outstretched.
Her hands caught the heavy wooden box just an inch before it slammed into the stone floor.
The heavy impact made Sarah gasp loudly for air as she held the box tight to her chest.
She curled her body around the precious wooden heirloom, weeping tears of intense relief and pain.
Up on the upper stair landing, Victoria gasped in absolute shock and pure blinding rage.
She sprinted down the white marble steps barefoot, her dark red silk robe flying wide open behind her.
Her bare feet slapped loudly against the cold stone steps as she charged directly down toward Sarah.
Victoria: Give me that box back right now, you pathetic house servant!
Victoria grabbed Sarah tightly by her dark blue collar fabric, yanking her up with force.
The strong fabric tore with a loud sharp sound near Sarah's throat under the sudden strain.
Victoria screamed directly into Sarah's pale face, trying desperately to pry the box from her arms.
Sarah: I will never let you steal this boy's future away from him, Victoria!
Victoria raised her open hand high in the air, ready to strike Sarah across the face hard.
Sarah pulled the box close, closed her eyes tightly, and prepared for the painful coming blow.