Marcus stepped toward Victoria with eyes cold as solid winter ice.
The quiet in the grand marble hallway was heavier than a thundercloud before a storm.
Victoria scrambled backward on her hands and knees across the slippery floor.
Victoria: Marcus, I was just tired and lost my temper for one second!
Marcus: You endangered a baby for your own wicked greed!
Victoria: Please, I am your wife, you have to forgive me!
Marcus: You are no wife of mine, you are a cruel stranger!
He pointed a firm finger directly toward the grand double front doors of the mansion.
Marcus: Leave this home forever before I call the police department!
Victoria: You cannot throw me out like this, we signed a marriage certificate!
Marcus: Our prenuptial agreement specifically voids everything in cases of domestic abuse and child endangerment!
Victoria's eyes filled with panic as she realized her massive financial dream was crashing down.
She turned toward Elena, her face twisted with pure bitter venom and rage.
Victoria: This is all your fault, you foolish little maid!
She made a sudden move toward Elena, raising her manicured fingernails to scratch her.
Marcus stepped in between them instantly, grabbing Victoria firmly by the wrist.
Marcus: Do not dare touch her or my son ever again!
He pushed Victoria back toward the open doorway with resolute strength.
Victoria: You will regret this, Marcus Vance!
Marcus: The only thing I regret is bringing a snake like you into my family's home!
He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his private legal team's speed dial.
Marcus: Arthur, cancel all of Victoria's credit cards and draft immediate divorce papers right now.
Victoria screamed in anger, her voice echoing off the tall marble walls of the estate.
She realized she was leaving with nothing—no wealth, no mansion, and no monthly allowance.
She grabbed her designer handbag from the hall chair and rushed out into the driveway.
The heavy oak front doors slammed shut behind her, cutting off her hysterical yelling completely.
Marcus stood in the center of the silent hall, taking a deep, heavy breath.
He turned back toward Elena, who was holding little Leo safely in her arms.
The baby had finally stopped crying, resting his sweet head against Elena's shoulder.
Marcus: Elena, let me look at that head injury immediately.
Elena: I am fine, Mr. Vance, I only cared about keeping Leo safe from harm.
Marcus: You saved my son's life today, Elena.
Elena: He is everything to this family, sir.
Marcus: Sit down on the sofa, I am getting the emergency first aid kit right now.