Two tall security guards in crisp black suits entered the nursery, taking positions near the white marble doorway.
Security Officer: Mr. Mark, you called for immediate assistance?
Mark: Escort my wife to the main living room and keep her there until the police arrive. Do not let her destroy any personal items or access her phone.
Vanessa: Touch me and I will sue this entire security firm for assault!
Security Officer: Ma'am, please step away from the crib and follow us calmly.
Vanessa: Mark, please! Think about our reputation! Think about the headlines in the business papers tomorrow!
Mark: My son's life is worth more than any headline, Vanessa.
Vanessa: You are throwing away our marriage for a maid and a orphan!
Mark: That orphan is my nephew, and this maid saved his life today while you tried to destroy it.
Maria: Here is my phone, Mr. Mark. The full audio file is saved in two separate cloud folders.
Mark: Thank you, Maria. Let me take a look at your cheek. We need to get ice on that immediately.
Maria: It is just a minor burn, sir. I am just glad baby Noah is safe in your arms.
Mark: You took a blow from a hot iron for a baby that isn't even yours. How can I ever repay you?
Maria: You don't need to repay me, Mr. Mark. I promised your late sister I would watch over Noah no matter what.
Mark looked at Maria in shock, his hands tightening slightly around the baby's soft blanket.
Mark: You knew my sister Sarah?
Maria: Sarah hired me six months before the accident. She told me if anything ever happened to her, I should apply to work in this house to make sure Noah was treated right.
Mark: Sarah sent you here?
Maria: She knew Vanessa was dangerous, sir. Sarah saw how Vanessa looked at the estate documents before you two even got married.
Vanessa: She's lying! Sarah hated her! Sarah tried to fire her twice!
Maria: I have the letters signed by Sarah in my staff quarter room, Mr. Mark. She gave me power of attorney regarding Noah's personal health journal.
Mark: All this time... you were protecting my family from the inside?
Maria: I saw Mrs. Vanessa searching through your private legal papers three weeks ago. That was when I started carrying the voice recorder everywhere in this mansion.
Vanessa: You illegal spy! You breached my privacy in my own home!
Mark: This is my home, paid for by my family's business long before I met you. And as of today, you are no longer welcome inside it.
Security Officer: Ma'am, we need you to move now. The police cruisers are turning into the private driveway.
Vanessa glared at Maria with pure venom, her silk outfit wrinkled from her quick, desperate movements.
Vanessa: You think you won, Maria? You're still just a servant earning hourly wages!
Maria: I may be a servant, but I can sleep at night knowing I didn't try to hurt an innocent child for money.
Vanessa: Mark, you'll regret this! My family's lawyers will drag you through every court in the state!
Mark: Let them try. Between the camera footage, the audio recording, and Maria's testimony, your lawyers won't have a leg to stand on.
The guards escorted Vanessa down the long corridor as her furious screams faded into the distance.