Sarah pulled the stroller three feet further away from the dangerous staircase edge.
Elena clicked her tongue in annoyance and crossed her arms across her chest.
She tried to look calm, but her fingers twitched against her green sleeve.
Sarah locked the foot brake firmly in place with a clear click sound.
She looked straight into Elena's eyes with a look of firm courage.
Elena raised her chin high and attempted to look down at the maid.
She pointed a long red nail toward the back servant stairs exit.
Sarah did not move an inch away from the stroller frame handle.
She knew that leaving the baby alone with Elena was too risky.
Elena stepped closer and spoke in a harsh and hurried low whisper.
She threatened to have Sarah fired before the afternoon sun went down.
Sarah stood her ground and kept her voice clear and remarkably steady.
She reminded Elena that Julian trusted her with his son's daily care.
Elena let out a short bitter laugh that echoed off the high ceiling.
She claimed that Julian would always trust his wife over hired help.
Sarah noticed a small piece of folded paper hiding under the cushion.
It was tucked right behind the baby's soft blue safety harness strap.
Elena noticed Sarah's glance and quickly tried to reach for the paper.
Sarah gently leaned over and pulled the paper out before Elena could.
It was a legal document regarding the family trust fund and inheritance rules.
The document stated that full control stayed with Leo until his adulthood.
Elena wanted to change the terms so she controlled the monthly funds.
She had brought the paper upstairs to forge a quick signature during naptime.
Sarah held the paper tightly in her hand and backed toward the railing.
Elena's face twisted with rage as her plan began to unravel quickly.
She grabbed for the document with both hands in a wild hurry.
Sarah raised her arm high to keep the document out of reach.
Elena stumbled forward against the metal stroller wheel near the floor board.
The stroller shifted slightly on the slick floor, causing a loud scrape.
Sarah grabbed the stroller handle with her left arm to keep it firm.
Elena lost her balance on her high heels and dropped to one knee.
She looked up at Sarah with eyes full of pure venomous hate.
The sound of heavy front doors opening echoed from the floor below.