Victoria: You have no proof of anything! A pill bottle under a sink proves nothing in a court of law! My lawyers will dismantle this ridiculous story in five minutes!
Elena: She's right, Mr. Vance. A lawyer could claim anyone put that bottle there.
Victoria: See?! Even your little servant knows you have no case against me!
Elena: But she doesn't know about the nanny camera inside the stuffed bear on the bookshelf.
Victoria froze mid-step, her head snapping toward the top shelf where a large brown teddy bear sat overlooking the crib.
Victoria: What...? What nanny camera?!
Elena: Your late wife installed high-definition motion cameras in every room of this house before she passed away, Mrs. Vance. She wanted to make sure her baby was always safe.
David: Elena... is that camera active right now?
Elena: It records directly to the cloud server, sir. It recorded your mother crushing pills into the formula container yesterday afternoon at three o'clock.
David pulled out his smartphone, his fingers flying across the screen as he accessed the security application. Within seconds, a crystal-clear video clip appeared on his display. The timestamp clearly showed Victoria standing near the nursery counter, using a spoon to grind white pills into powder before mixing them into the baby's bottle.
David: Look at this, Mother. Look at what you did on camera!
Victoria: No... turn that off! Delete that right now, David!
David: Delete it?! This video is going straight to the district attorney!
Victoria: David, please! Think about our family reputation! If this gets out, the Vance stock will crash! We'll be ruined!
David: I don't care about the stock! I don't care about this mansion! I care about my son!
Victoria lunged forward, reaching out her manicured hands to snatch the phone from David's grip, but David pushed her back forcefully, sending her stumbling against the plush armchair.
David: Don't touch me! You are no mother of mine!
Victoria: You fool! I did everything for you! I built this empire!
David: You built nothing but a house of lies and greed!
David dialed three digits on his phone, placing it against his ear while keeping a stern gaze locked on his mother.
David: Emergency services? I need an ambulance and the police at the Vance estate immediately. My mother just attempted to poison my infant son.
Victoria: David! Hang up that phone right now! I order you to hang up!
David: The suspect is still on the premises. Hurry.
Victoria sank into the armchair, burying her face in her hands as loud, dry sobs racked her body. The illusion of her perfection and power had completely shattered in a matter of minutes.