The following Saturday afternoon the estate hosted a massive high society charity gala for local leaders.
Dozens of wealthy donors in dark tuxedos and sparkly gowns filled the white marble main foyer.
Arthur stood near the towering stone fireplace discussing corporate investments with several important bank trustees.
Victoria wore an eye-catching bright red sequin dress while gliding through the impressionable crowd with champagne.
She noticed Elena carefully carrying a silver tray near the display of priceless legal inheritance records.
The center of the balcony displayed a delicate crystal box holding Clara's primary estate trust documents.
Victoria excused herself from the guests and hurried up the curving stairs toward the top balcony.
Victoria: Elena bring that warm baby bottle up to the balcony railing right this second!
Elena quickly placed her silver serving tray on a small side table and followed her up.
She saw Victoria standing dangerously close to the fragile glass casing holding the vital trust papers.
Elena: Ma'am please step away from that display because those documents are completely irreplaceable for Clara.
Victoria: You dare tell the mistress of this estate where she can stand in her house?
Victoria grabbed the heavy crystal casing holding the primary inheritance file with both hands deliberately.
She smirked wickedly while lifting the heavy glass case directly over the tall balcony edge above.
Below in the grand foyer dozens of important guests looked up in sudden shocking confusion and terror.
Elena: No please do not drop that historic family vault onto the hard marble below!
Victoria: Everyone will believe you bumped into me and destroyed Clara's legal trust forever today!
Victoria tilted her hands forward and let the heavy crystal vault slip over the high marble balcony.
The crowd below let out a collective loud gasp as the heavy glass plummeted toward the floor.
Elena did not hesitate for a single second when she saw the priceless casing falling fast.
She threw herself flat down the polished stairs and slid on her knees across the floor.
Her hands outstretched just in time as the falling crystal vault landed securely in her lap.
The entire room fell completely silent as Elena cradled the safe inheritance box against her chest.
Tears of pure relief spilled down her pale cheeks while she held the vital paper box tight.
Elena: The trust records are completely safe and unbroken thank heaven above for this miracle!