Victoria cried out as the metal cuffs clicked securely around her wrists.
The police officers read her her rights while guiding her toward the open front door.
She looked back at Arthur with desperate eyes, but he refused to meet her gaze.
She was led down the stone steps outside and placed into the back of the police cruiser.
The sirens began to flash blue and red against the bright morning sun.
Inside the mansion, the heavy front doors were closed once again.
The house was suddenly quiet after the chaos of the morning.
Arthur walked over to where Elena was standing with young Toby.
He knelt down on the marble floor next to his son.
Toby reached out and hugged his father tightly around the neck.
Arthur held his son close, burying his face in the boy's shirt.
Tears welled up in the wealthy man's eyes as he realized how close he came to losing him.
He looked up at Elena, who was standing quietly nearby.
Arthur: Elena, I don't even know how to thank you.
Arthur: You saved my son's life today.
Elena: I only did what anyone who cares for him would do, sir.
Arthur stood up and wiped the tears from his eyes.
Arthur: You are far more than a maid in this home.
Arthur: You were the only one truly keeping him safe.
He took a deep breath, making a decision right then and there.
Arthur: From today on, you will never have to clean another floor in this house.
Arthur: I want you to be Toby's official guardian and house manager with full salary.
Elena stared at him in complete disbelief, her eyes widening.
Elena: Mr. Wilmoth, that is too much...
Arthur: It is not enough for what you did today.