Arthur Vance walked into the nursery with a furious scowl.
He was a powerful businessman in the local real estate market.
His tailored suit looked neat, but his eyes were filled with anger.
He glanced between the crying maid and the harsh nanny.
Arthur: What on earth is going on in this nursery?!
Clara: Mr. Vance, please look at the floor right now!
Arthur looked down at the hot iron resting on the rug.
Clara: She was holding that directly over your sweet boy!
Victoria: That is an absolute lie, Mr. Vance!
Victoria: I was simply ironing the curtains near the window!
Victoria: This clumsy girl tripped and knocked everything over!
Clara held baby Leo closer to her beating chest.
Clara: The iron was nowhere near the window, sir!
Clara: I saw her with my own two eyes!
Arthur stepped closer to the crib with a stern face.
He looked into Victoria's tense and pale face.
Arthur: Is this how you handle my family's trust?
Victoria: I have worked for high-class families for ten years!
Victoria: You cannot trust the word of a common kitchen maid!
Arthur took his mobile phone out of his jacket pocket.
He pressed a speed dial button for his chief security officer.
Arthur: Security, bring the main floor tapes up right now.
Victoria's eyes went wide with sudden panic and fear.
She took a small step back toward the open doorway.
Arthur placed a strong hand on her upper arm to stop her.
Arthur: You are not going anywhere until we check the video feeds.
Victoria: You are making a massive mistake right now!
Clara: Check the baby's nursery camera near the bookshelf, sir.
Victoria gasped loudly and tried to pull her arm away.
Arthur locked his jaw as he watched her frantic reaction.
He knew in his heart that the maid was telling the truth.
Arthur: Get your coat because you are finished in this house.