Victoria stepped down to the final marble stair with a snarl.
Her heels clicked loudly against the polished stone beneath her feet.
She reached out her hand demanding the phone immediately.
Grace stood up slowly and took a step backward toward the main door.
She kept the black smartphone hidden behind her back.
Victoria: You are just a servant in this house, Grace.
Victoria: Hand over that device right now or you are fired.
Grace: I am calling an ambulance for Mr. Whitfield first.
Victoria: Do not touch that keypad!
Victoria stepped forward quickly and tried to grab Grace's arm.
Grace dodged the woman and sprinted toward the kitchen door.
She needed to find safety before Victoria could catch her.
The large estate was empty of other staff members today.
Victoria had sent the chef and driver away on errands hours ago.
Grace locked the heavy wooden door behind her in the kitchen.
She leaned against the counter to catch her heavy breath.
Outside the door, Victoria banged her fist hard against the wood.
Victoria: Open this door right now, you foolish girl!
Grace ignored the screaming woman and looked at the phone again.
She tapped the screen to see what else was stored inside.
There was a recorded phone call in the recent files section.
Grace pressed the play button with a shaking finger.
A harsh voice began speaking through the small speaker.
It was Victoria talking to a high-priced divorce lawyer.
She was discussing how to strip Arthur of his legal power.
She wanted to put him into a care facility permanently.
That way, she could take complete control of his vast inheritance.
Grace felt a cold chill run down her entire spine.
The audio file proved a terrible plot against the old man.
Arthur had discovered the secret recording just before he fell.
That was why he had been running down the stairs in a hurry.
Victoria had confronted him at the top of the grand staircase.
Grace quickly dialed nine-one-one on her own personal cell phone.
She spoke clearly to the emergency operator on the line.
She requested an ambulance and police officers immediately.
The sound of heavy wood splintering echoed through the room.
Victoria was using a heavy metal fire poker against the lock.
The door swung open with a loud and violent crash.
Victoria stood in the doorway with eyes full of pure rage.
Victoria: You have ruined everything, Grace!
Grace stood her ground beside the center island counter.
She held both phones tightly in her trembling hands.
Grace: The police are on their way right now.
Victoria froze in place as the reality set in.