Clara wiped the wet tears from her face and stood up straight and tall.
Her eyes burned with a sudden intense fury that Eleanor had never seen before.
Clara: You still don't understand who that child really is!
Eleanor paused on the upper landing and leaned her cold hands on the rail.
Eleanor: Say that again if you think you have any power here.
Clara reached deep into her personal coat pocket and pulled out a fresh document.
She held up a dark brown sealed envelope high in the bright light.
Clara: You spent months investigating my past to prove Leo wasn't Julian's son.
Julian: Clara, what is that paper in your hand right now?
Clara: This is an official court-certified DNA lab test result, Julian.
Eleanor chuckled softly, though a small flicker of worry crossed her cold face.
Eleanor: A fake paper made by a desperate woman means nothing to me.
Clara: This test isn't about my son Leo, Eleanor.
The grand entry hall fell completely silent except for the ticking clock.
Julian looked back and forth between his angry wife and his stern mother.
Julian: What are you saying, Clara? Please explain this to me.
Clara: I ran a genetic match test using your personal hairbrush and Eleanor's.
Eleanor's cold smile vanished in an instant as her shoulders turned stiff.
Eleanor: How dare you steal my personal belongings from my private bedroom!
Clara: I needed to protect my child from your relentless evil lies.
Clara tore open the brown envelope and pulled out the crisp white medical report.
She held the bold red headings up so the bright chandelier illuminated the text.
Clara: The lab checked the official family markers three separate times!
Julian: Clara, read what the report says out loud right now!
Clara: There is a zero percent biological relationship between you two!