Clara stepped back toward the balcony railing, looking frantically around the hall.
She realized that her carefully built trap had completely fallen apart.
One of the security guards stepped forward and firmly removed the handbag from her grip.
He unzipped the bag and pulled out a sleek black electronic signal jammer.
The device was currently flashing green, actively blocking all wireless feeds in the home.
Guard: It is active, Mr. Vance.
Arthur glared at Clara with complete contempt and disgust in his eyes.
Arthur: You brought this garbage into my house to mistreat my innocent daughter?
Clara: I never wanted to be a nanny to another woman’s child!
Clara: You spent all your time and wealth on her while ignoring me!
Arthur: You signed a prenuptial agreement before our wedding, Clara.
Arthur: You will not receive a single dollar from my estate or my company.
Clara’s jaw dropped in absolute horror as the reality hit her.
Clara: You cannot leave me with nothing!
Arthur: You chose to threaten my family, so you get nothing at all.
Arthur turned to his head security officer with a firm tone.
Arthur: Call the police immediately and report child endangerment and physical assault on Elena.
Guard: Right away, sir.
Clara tried to push past the guard toward the stairs, but he firmly blocked her path.
Within twenty minutes, police sirens echoed down the long driveway of the mansion.
Two officers marched into the home and placed heavy metal handcuffs on Clara’s wrists.
Clara screamed and hurled insults as she was led down the marble steps in shame.
The bright red dress that once looked so elegant now looked completely ridiculous.
Arthur watched from the top of the stairs as the front doors closed behind her forever.