On a bright Tuesday morning, Beatrice discovered a hidden velvet box inside a hallway cabinet upstairs.
Inside the velvet box sat a delicate hand-crafted ceramic music box with soft golden paint.
It was the late mother's most cherished heirloom, given to Lily when she was born.
The music box played a peaceful song that used to help Lily fall asleep at night.
When Beatrice picked up the heirloom, her eyes narrowed with sharp envy and cold anger.
She knew how much this single item meant to both David and his young daughter.
Lily happened to walk past the open doorway and saw Beatrice holding the music box.
Lily: Please put that down, that belongs to my mom!
Beatrice: This old trash does not belong in my beautiful house anymore.
Lily ran forward with tears in her eyes and tried to reach for the heirloom.
Beatrice laughed coldly and stepped back toward the second-story balcony railing in the foyer.
Beatrice: You need to learn your place in this family, little girl.
Down below in the foyer, Elena was polishing the white marble floor near the entrance.
She heard the sharp tone of Beatrice's voice and instantly looked up toward the second level.
Elena saw Beatrice lift the ceramic music box right over the high polished railing.
The bright daylight caught the edge of the golden music box as Beatrice relaxed her hands.
She purposely let go of the priceless heirloom, letting it plunge toward the floor below.
Lily let out a terrified cry as she watched the precious object fall through space.
Without hesitating for a single second, Elena dropped her dust cloth and sprinted forward fast.
Her feet moved quickly across the smooth polished stone of the grand mansion foyer.
She dived across the final distance and caught the heavy music box right near the floor.
The impact knocked the breath out of Elena, but the glass heirloom remained completely safe.
Elena pulled the ceramic box against her chest and checked to ensure it was whole.
Lily scrambled down the grand staircase as fast as her small legs could carry her.
She threw her arms around Elena's neck and began crying uncontrollably against her shoulder.
Elena: I have got it, you are safe now, sweet girl.
Lily: She tried to break my mother's special song!
Elena held the girl tightly, her own heart pounding violently inside her broad chest.
She looked up toward the second story with complete shock and burning anger.
Beatrice stood near the upper balcony railing, her face turning pale with pure surprise.
She had not expected the young housekeeper to move with such incredible speed.
Before Beatrice could hide her actions, the heavy front doors swung wide open downstairs.