Marcus Vance walked briskly into the grand marble hallway, carrying his leather executive briefcase.
He was wearing a sharp, dark grey tailored suit that signaled his executive power.
The sharp sound of crying and screaming stopped him right in his tracks.
Marcus: What is the meaning of this chaos in my home?!
Victoria immediately changed her posture, collapsing back onto the cold marble floor with dramatic sobs.
She smeared coffee onto her royal blue gown to make herself look like a victim.
Victoria: Marcus! Oh thank goodness you came back inside!
Marcus: Victoria? What happened here? Why is there blood on the floor?
Victoria: Marcus, she went insane and attacked me with the child!
Marcus gasped in total shock, looking between his tearful wife and the bleeding nanny.
Elena stood firmly by the golden table, holding the sobbing baby close to her chest.
Elena: That is a complete lie, Mr. Vance!
Victoria: She threw the hot coffee at me and struck me when I tried to save Leo!
Marcus: Elena, is this true? Did you lose your mind in here?
Elena: Look at your baby's feet, Mr. Vance!
Marcus rushed forward, his polished dress shoes clicking heavily across the stained marble floor.
He looked down at Leo's trembling, red-panked legs where the hot steam had nearly scorched him.
Elena: She deliberately tipped boiling coffee at Leo's feet and struck me with that urn!
Victoria: Do not listen to her, Marcus! She is trying to cover up her own failure!
Marcus: Silence, both of you right now!
Marcus looked deeply into Elena's eyes, seeing the honest fear and protection in her gaze.
He knew Elena had served his family faithfully since his late wife was still alive.
He looked down at the heavy golden urn lying damaged on the white marble floor.
Droplets of red blood were clearly smeared across its polished golden side.
Marcus: Victoria, why is your hand completely clean while Elena is bleeding?
Victoria: She... she hurt herself while attacking me, Marcus!
Elena: Check the security camera right above the archway, Mr. Vance.
Victoria's face turned completely pale, all the color draining from her cheeks instantly.
She had forgotten that Marcus had installed high-definition cameras in every main hallway last month.
Marcus: The security feed goes straight to my phone.
He pulled out his smartphone with trembling, angry hands and unlocked the screen.
Victoria: Marcus, darling, there is no need to look at silly recordings!
Marcus: Stay back, Victoria, do not move an inch!
Marcus tapped the screen, loading the live playback from ten minutes prior.
His jaw clenched tightly as he watched the video footage unfold on the display.
He saw Victoria intentionally swing the hot coffee tray directly toward his crawling son.
He saw Elena sprint heroically across the room to shield the baby from harm.
He saw Victoria strike Elena across the face with the heavy metallic urn in pure rage.
A wave of pure, cold anger rushed through Marcus's entire body as he put his phone away.
Marcus: You absolute monster...
Victoria: Marcus, please let me explain what happened!
Marcus: You tried to hurt my innocent motherless son!