Clara tried pulling the heavy vat toward the patio cleaning sink.
Her knees shook under the intense physical stress of the task.
Victoria watched her struggle without offering an ounce of sympathy.
Suddenly, the heavy glass doors of the mansion swung wide open.
A tall man in a dark tailored suit walked out.
His jaw was clenched tight with intense, furious rage inside.
This was David Vance, the wealthy heir of the family estate.
David had just returned from a long corporate business trip abroad.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Clara crying.
David looked closely at Clara's pale tear-streaked face under lights.
A sharp shock went straight through his entire beating heart.
He recognized the tiny subtle freckles across her sad nose.
He recognized the small silver birthmark near her tired left ear.
David remembered the tragic day his biological family was separated long ago.
He had spent ten long years searching for his missing sister.
Clara was the long-lost little sister he had lost in childhood.
And now she was being tormented right inside his own home.
David felt an explosion of protective anger rush through his veins.
He watched Victoria bark another cruel order at the crying maid.
Victoria did not notice David walking swiftly across the dark patio.
She was too busy enjoying her cruel power play over Clara.
David stepped directly between Victoria and his weeping lost sister.
Clara gasped in confusion as the strong stranger stood up tall.
She did not recognize her older brother in his fancy suit.
David looked down at Clara with eyes full of deep love.
Then he turned around to face Victoria with terrifying cold fury.
Victoria blinked in surprise when she saw the estate heir standing there.
She immediately put on a fake polite smile for David.
Victoria: David, darling! You came back home early from California!
David: Step back away from her right now, Victoria.
Victoria: Oh, do not mind this lazy maid ruining my party.
David: Do not speak another word to her like that!
Victoria: She is just a paid servant who failed her job!
David: She is a human being with real dignity and heart!
Victoria scoffed and rolled her eyes at David's fierce words.
She raised her wine glass to take another dismissive sip.
She thought David was just being overly dramatic for no reason.
She had no idea that the maid was actually his blood.
David looked at the giant metal vat of red punch again.
He saw his sister's red stains on her tired white apron.
His hands curled into tight angry fists by his side.
The dramatic tension on the outdoor patio reached its breaking point.