By early afternoon, the sunlight turned bright and hot outside the windows.
Victoria spent hours pacing back and forth in the vast master bedroom.
She was speaking in low, urgent tones on her expensive golden phone.
Elena was folding clean soft laundry outside near the open balcony doors.
She paused when she heard Victoria mention Clara's large legal trust fund.
Victoria: If the girl is removed from the will, everything comes to me.
Voice on Phone: You must make Arthur think the nanny is completely negligent.
Victoria: I have the perfect plan to get rid of both of them today.
Elena felt her heart pound wildly against her chest in terrible fear.
She realized Victoria was planning to frame her and endanger little Clara.
The stepmother wanted total control over the millions left in the trust.
Elena quietly backed away from the door without making a single sound.
She needed to find proof before Arthur returned home from his business trip.
She walked quickly down the carpeted hallway to the bright nursery room.
Clara was sitting on the soft carpet floor playing with her blocks.
Elena: Clara, my dear, we are going to play a safe quiet game.
Clara: Can we paint pictures of bright red flowers today, Nanny Elena?
Elena: Yes, sweet girl, but we must stay right inside this room.
Suddenly, Victoria stepped into the nursery doorway with a fierce stern expression.
Her bright mustard yellow dress caught the afternoon sunlight near the window.
Victoria: Leave the child here and go down to clean the cellar.
Elena: My primary job is to watch Clara every moment of the day.
Victoria: I am the mistress of this house and you follow my orders.
Elena: Mister Arthur explicitly asked me to stay right by Clara's side.
Victoria: Do not use my husband's name to disobey my direct commands, maid.
Victoria grabbed Elena by the arm and pulled her toward the hallway.
Elena held her ground firmly and refused to abandon the small child.
She saw the cruel malice shining clearly inside Victoria's dark brown eyes.
Victoria: You think you are so smart, but you will leave today.
Elena: I will never leave Clara alone with a woman like you.
Victoria: We will see who Arthur believes when he returns to this house.
Victoria turned around quickly and walked away toward the grand marble balcony.
Elena felt a strange, cold shiver run down her entire spine instantly.
She knew that Victoria was about to execute her dangerous plan now.
Elena immediately followed her closely down the wide open second floor corridor.
She watched Victoria pick up a heavy antique vase near the balcony edge.
Victoria intentionally tipped the breakable vase right over the high marble railing.