Arthur stood in the doorway, clutching his heavy black leather briefcase.
He had forgotten key legal documents for his evening corporate meeting.
The sight before his eyes made his face grow completely pale.
Elena was kneeling on the floor, weeping while holding his toddler.
Arthur: What on earth happened in here?
Victoria reacted instantly with a fake scream of horror from the stairs.
She ran down the grand staircase, faking heavy tears of sorrow.
Victoria: Arthur, thank God you are back home right now!
She pointed a long manicured finger directly at the kneeling maid.
Victoria: She tried to hurt our daughter! She dropped her!
Arthur gasped and stormed across the vast white marble hall toward them.
His face grew red with intense worry and rising defensive anger.
Arthur: Elena, is this true? Did you drop my child?
Elena looked up from the floor with complete honesty in her eyes.
Her dress was torn at the knees and her arms were red.
Elena: Sir! She threw her off the balcony on purpose!
Victoria: Do not listen to her lying mouth, Arthur darling!
Victoria stepped closer, putting her hands on Arthur's suit sleeve.
Victoria: She is just a clumsy maid who dropped our sweet girl!
Elena: I slid on my knees to catch her before she hit!
Arthur looked at the red marks sliding across the white floor.
He saw the clear skid marks from Elena's sudden brave rescue attempt.
Then he looked up at the towering high balcony above them.
A toddler could never reach over that thick high railing alone.
The truth hit Arthur like a cold wave of icy reality.
He looked at Victoria, who was sweating through her expensive makeup.
Arthur: You thought I was completely blind to your wicked ways?