Suddenly the massive oak double front doors burst open with a loud echoing thunderous slam.
A tall man in a tailored dark grey suit stepped into the brightly lit foyer.
Arthur Vance walked into his home carrying a leather briefcase after finishing his meetings early.
He stopped dead in his tracks as the sound of screaming reached his ears.
His sharp grey eyes took in the scene unfolding under the big American flag.
He saw his sweet son sobbing on the floor beside the loyal old housekeeper.
He saw Victoria standing over them with her hand raised in a menacing threat.
Arthur: What on earth is happening in my house right now?!
His powerful voice boomed across the marble hall like a heavy thunderclap above.
Victoria whipped her head around and her harsh angry face instantly changed its shape.
She dropped her arm and forced a sweet fake smile onto her pale lips.
Victoria: Oh Arthur darling you came back home so much earlier than expected today!
Arthur dropped his heavy leather briefcase onto the marble floor with a loud thud.
He strode purposefully down the long hallway with huge fast angry footsteps clicking loudly.
Arthur: I asked you a direct question Victoria what were you doing to my son?!
Victoria took a step back as she noticed the dangerous fire in Arthur's eyes.
Victoria: I was just trying to calm Leo down because he was throwing a tantrum.
Leo: That is not true daddy she dragged me and broke my favorite car!
Arthur looked down at his son's red swollen eyes and rumpled shirt collar.
He saw the red marks on his small arm where Victoria had grabbed him violently.
Arthur's chest rose and fell fast as deep cold rage washed over his mind.
He stepped directly between Victoria and his son with his fists clenched tight.
Arthur: How dare you lay a single hand on my motherless young son!
Victoria: Arthur you must listen to my side of the story before judging me!
Arthur: I have seen more than enough with my own eyes right now Victoria!
He stepped forward with terrifying authority and pointed his finger straight at the front door.
Arthur: Get away from my son and get out of my home this instant!
Victoria gasped as her expensive fake smile crumbled away into total disbelief and shock.
Victoria: You cannot talk to me like that over a simple silly misunderstanding!
Arthur: Touch my son again or threaten him and you will regret every second!
His voice was trembling with a mix of fierce protection and pure heart-pounding anger.
Victoria backed away until her heels slammed against the hard wooden wall behind her.
She held her breath as Arthur towered over her in the wide open hallway.
Victoria: We are supposed to get married next month in front of everyone!
Arthur: There will be no wedding today or ever again in this life!
He turned his back on her completely to kneel down beside the weeping boy.
Victoria stood frozen on the marble floor holding her chest in absolute utter humiliation.
The sunbeams showed every detail of her ruined plan in the bright clear daylight.
She looked down at her emerald green dress that now felt like a cage.
Arthur put his broad hand gently on his son's small shaking shoulder with care.
Arthur: Daddy is right here Leo you are completely safe now my boy.