The sound of a luxury sports car engine echoed across the quiet front driveway.
Elena looked toward the grand entrance with a flicker of hope in her eyes.
Victoria adjusted her diamond necklace and wiped her face to look entirely innocent.
She put on a false smile, preparing to greet her wealthy fiance at the door.
The heavy double doors smashed open with sudden force, startling everyone in the foyer.
Julian stepped inside, his tailored dark wool coat moving with his swift power stride.
His jaw was clenched tight, and his dark eyes burned with intense anger.
He had checked the security cameras on his phone while waiting at the traffic light.
The live feed showed Victoria handling his infant son with total disregard and cold cruelty.
Julian: What is the meaning of this scene in my house?
Victoria took a quick step toward him, opening her arms for a fake embrace.
Victoria: Darling, thank goodness you are home, the nanny is acting completely crazy!
Elena stayed on her knees, pointing an trembling finger directly at Victoria.
Elena: Sir! She threatened to get rid of your baby to take the estate!
Victoria: Shut your mouth, you lying maid!
Julian raised his hand instantly, stopping Victoria right in her tracks.
His tall frame loomed over her as the atmosphere grew completely ice cold.
Julian: Do not speak to her like that in my presence ever again.
Victoria: Julian, sweetheart, you cannot seriously believe a hired servant over me!
Julian: I watched the security feed on my phone five minutes ago, Victoria.
Victoria's face turned pale white as the reality hit her like a stone.
She forgot that Julian installed high definition security cameras in every single room.
Victoria: Julian, please, I was just stressed out from planning our wedding!
Julian: You put my son in danger just to prove your cruel power.
Julian walked right past Victoria without giving her a single glance.
He walked over to the wooden playpen where little Leo was still sobbing softly.
Julian dropped to his knees on the marble floor next to the nanny.
He carefully lifted his baby boy into his arms, holding him against his chest.
Julian: Daddy is right here, nobody will ever hurt you again.
The infant nestled into his father's warm jacket, his small cries slowly subsiding.
Julian kissed the top of his son's head with tender love and protection.
Victoria: Julian, let us talk about this in private upstairs right now.
Julian: There is nothing left for us to talk about, Victoria.
Julian stood up slowly while keeping a firm hold on his small baby boy.
His eyes fixed onto Victoria with a look of utter disgust and finality.