Within twenty minutes, the loud sound of police sirens echoed down the long private driveway of the estate. Two police cruisers pulled up directly in front of the double doors, their red and blue lights flashing bright against the massive brick columns of the mansion. The front door opened, and three uniformed police officers stepped into the foyer alongside Arthur's lead divorce lawyer, Marcus Vance.
Police Officer: Mr. Vance, we received a call regarding a domestic incident involving a minor child. Is everyone safe?
Arthur: My son was physically assaulted by my wife. The entire incident was witnessed by my house staff, and we have security footage from the hallway cameras to prove it.
Victoria came stomping down the stairs, her former elegance completely gone. She was screaming at the officers, pointing her finger wildly at Clara and Arthur.
Victoria: They are setting me up! The maid is trying to steal my husband and my home! She fabricated the marks on the boy's arm!
Marcus: Mrs. Vance, I suggest you stop speaking immediately. As Mr. Vance's attorney, I have already filed for an emergency restraining order and initiated annulment proceedings based on cruelty and breach of marital duty.
The senior police officer walked over to Leo and Clara. He gently knelt down, speaking in a kind voice as he looked at the red bruised marks on the child's small arm.
Police Officer: Son, can you tell me what happened earlier today?
Leo looked at Arthur, then looked up at Clara, who gave him a reassuring nod and squeezed his little hand gently.
Leo: She dragged me because I dropped my toy... and she was going to hit me, but Clara saved me. Clara held me so I wouldn't get hurt.
Police Officer: Thank you, young man. You were very brave.
The officer stood up and looked at his partner. He pulled a pair of steel handcuffs from his utility belt, walking directly over to Victoria, who was now trembling with rage and humiliation.
Police Officer: Victoria Vance, you are under arrest for domestic child abuse and endangerment. You have the right to remain silent.
Victoria: Get your filthy hands off me! Arthur, tell them to stop! You can't do this to me! I am a member of the country club!
The officers placed the handcuffs around her wrists and escorted her out the front doors. Her loud screams faded away as she was pushed into the back of the police car, leaving the grand mansion in complete, peaceful quiet once again.