Before Victoria could strike, the heavy front doors banged open with a loud thud.
Arthur Vance walked into the grand foyer holding a thick black leather briefcase.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he witnessed the intense confrontation taking place.
Victoria instantly changed her expression from pure rage to fake tearful panic.
She let out a dramatic sob and wiped her dry eyes with her delicate hand.
She rushed straight toward her husband before Elena could say a single word.
Victoria: Oh, darling, thank goodness you finally arrived home early today!
Arthur: Victoria, what is going on here right now?
Victoria: This crazy maid just lost her mind and assaulted me in the hallway!
Arthur narrowed his eyes as he looked at the young housemaid standing near the flag.
Arthur: Is this true, Elena?
Elena: No, sir, that is a complete lie!
Victoria: Look at my red arms, Arthur!
Victoria held out her smooth wrists to make her false claim seem more believable.
Victoria: She grabbed me violently when I tried to take little Toby to his crib!
Victoria: She is dangerous and unstable, darling!
Victoria: You must call the police and have her arrested immediately!
Arthur took a heavy step forward toward Elena with a cold and stern look on his face.
He was a powerful man who was not used to chaos inside his luxury estate.
Arthur: Elena, you better have a good explanation for this absurd behavior.
Arthur: I hired you to care for this house, not to cause drama.
Elena took a deep breath to steady her shaking voice in front of her rich boss.
She rocked the crying baby gently in her arms to comfort his fear.
Elena: Sir, your wife is lying to protect her own cruel actions.
Elena: She does not care about your son at all.
Victoria: Fire her right now, Arthur!
Victoria: Do not let her insult your wife inside our own living room!
Arthur raised his hand to silence his emotional wife so he could hear the truth.
Arthur: Let the maid speak her piece, Victoria.
Elena pulled her smartphone out of her apron pocket with steady determination once again.