Victoria stood over Clara and the crying toddler with sharp clenched fists.
Her orange dress stood out bright against the pale pristine foyer walls.
Victoria: She slipped right from my hands because she is clumsy and worthless!
Clara: You let her fall intentionally because you wanted her completely gone!
Victoria: Shut your mouth before I make sure you never work again!
Victoria raised her voice into an angry scream that echoed through halls.
Victoria: I am the mistress of this house, and you are nothing!
Clara pulled Lily even closer to keep her safe from the woman.
The heavy front doors of the mansion suddenly swung open with power.
Mark stepped inside carrying his leather briefcase after a long drive home.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the chaotic scene.
His eyes widened in shock as he heard his daughter crying loudly.
Mark: What on earth is going on in my home right now?
Mark dropped his heavy bag onto the floor and ran straight forward.
Clara looked up at her boss with wide tear-filled eyes from floor.
Clara: Sir, your wife just tried to drop little Lily from above!
Victoria: Do not listen to this crazy servant girl for one second, Mark!
Victoria: She dropped the baby herself while playing carelessly near the stairs!
Mark looked between his frantic wife and his loyal tearful maid below.
He knelt down beside Clara and gently took Lily into his arms.
The little girl buried her face into her father's beige suit coat.
Mark: Shh, daddy has got you now, no one will hurt you.
Mark stood up with his daughter held tightly against his chest now.
His face turned red with absolute fury as he looked at Victoria.
Mark: I saw you step back from the upper railing through window!
Victoria shrank back slightly under the weight of his furious dark eyes.