Arthur carried baby Lucas carefully as he walked up the grand staircase.
Victoria tried to grab his arm to stop him from going up.
Victoria: Arthur, please, you do not need to look at that!
Arthur: Remove your hand from my arm right now, Victoria.
Victoria: You are taking the word of staff over your future wife!
Arthur: I am seeking the truth about my son's safety.
Elena followed closely behind them to point out the crucial detail.
They reached the wide upper balcony where the stroller still rested.
The frame was wedged tightly against the bottom of the iron railing.
Arthur kneeled down holding his son and inspected the back wheels closely.
The hard plastic safety latch was snapped clean off by force.
Fresh scrape marks showed where someone had forcibly jammed the mechanism.
Furthermore, Arthur noticed a small metallic object lying on the floor.
It was a designer earring that matched the pair Victoria was wearing.
It had fallen off during her sudden, aggressive movement against the carriage.
Arthur picked up the shiny gold earring with a shaking hand.
He stood up slowly and turned around to face his nervous fiancée.
His jaw was clenched tight with explosive, rising anger.
Arthur: You dropped this right next to the broken wheel latch.
Victoria: It... it must have fallen off earlier this morning!
Arthur: You lied to my face and put my son in danger!
Victoria: Arthur, listen to me, it was just an unfortunate mistake!
Arthur: You tried to harm an innocent child for money!
Victoria backed up against the balcony wall as Arthur stepped closer.
His eyes burned with deep fury and absolute betrayal.
He realized that the woman he trusted was a dangerous liar.
Elena stood firmly beside her employer, ready to support his decision.
The quiet mansion was filled with the heavy weight of justice arriving.
Victoria's expensive lifestyle was crumbling around her in an instant.