Within thirty minutes, two police officers arrived at the luxury mansion gates.
They walked through the front doors and took statements from Arthur and Clara.
Arthur provided the clear security footage from the upper balcony camera system.
The video clearly showed Victoria pushing the heavy carriage over the railing.
It also showed her hiding the stolen trust funds inside her purse earlier.
The officers placed Victoria in handcuffs as she wept loudly in embarrassment.
Victoria: You will regret this, Arthur! You cannot do this to me!
Arthur: Take her away. She is no longer welcome on this property.
The officers led Victoria out the front doors into the bright daylight.
The heavy doors closed shut behind them, restoring peace to the foyer.
Arthur took a deep breath and sat down on the bottom staircase step.
He rubbed his temples with both hands, feeling the heavy emotional weight.
Clara walked over calmly and placed a glass of water on the table.
Clara: Here is some water, sir. Take all the time you need.
Arthur: Thank you, Clara. You saved my daughter's future today.
Clara: I was only doing my job to protect this home, sir.
Arthur: No, you did far more than any job required of you.
Arthur stood up and looked around his vast, empty luxury foyer.
He realized that material wealth meant nothing without honesty and loyalty inside.
He looked at Clara with deep respect and genuine appreciation in his eyes.
Arthur: I am naming you the official property manager of this estate.
Arthur: You will receive a full salary raise and proper respect here.
Clara: Sir, that is far too generous! I am so grateful!
Arthur: You earned every bit of it through your brave actions today.
Clara smiled warmly as she held the baby carriage handle tightly.
She knew that the dark shadow over this home had finally lifted.