Clara adjusted her green dress as she sat in the grand living room.
The afternoon sun spilled through the massive glass windows of the estate.
She looked down at the tiny baby clothes sitting on the ironing board.
Her baby boy was sleeping peacefully on the plush cushion beside her.
Clara smiled gently as she smoothed out the small pink outfit.
She had sacrificed her corporate job to focus entirely on her family.
Her husband Julian was a powerful executive who worked long corporate hours.
They owned a massive suburban mansion with top security and private staff.
However, Clara felt an uncomfortable distance growing between her and Julian.
Ever since they hired the new nanny, Elena, strange things happened.
Elena was young, polite, and constantly praised Julian whenever he returned home.
She always offered to take care of the nursery during the night.
Clara thought Elena was just dedicated to her job at first.
Yet, small items kept disappearing around the large house recently.
Important documents from Julian's office desk were misplaced last week.
Elena always managed to find them and present them to Julian.
Julian began to trust Elena more than the regular domestic staff.
Clara picked up the heavy black iron and pushed the steam button.
The iron hissed softly as steam rose into the warm room.
Suddenly, the baby began to cry loudly on the nearby sofa.
Clara turned her head quickly to check on her small son.
She held the hot iron in her right hand above the fabric.
Before she could set the iron back on its stand, Elena shouted.
Elena rushed into the room with wide, dramatic eyes.
Elena: Madam! What are you doing with that iron!
Clara: What are you talking about, Elena?
Elena: You are holding it so close to him!
Elena sprinted forward and roughly grabbed Clara's arm.
The sudden shove startled Clara completely and made her lose balance.
The heavy iron slipped out of Clara's fingers instantly.
It clattered loudly onto the polished marble floor with a heavy bang.
Elena grabbed the crying baby fast and pulled him away dramatically.
At that exact second, the heavy front doors swung wide open.
Julian stepped into the foyer wearing his dark business suit.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he witnessed the scene.
Elena fell to her knees while clutching the crying baby close.
Elena: Thank goodness I stopped you in time!
Clara: You shoved me, Elena! I was nowhere near him!
Julian: What is going on in my house right now?