Victoria turned her head sharply toward the lawyer standing high above them on the balcony.
She did not like being interrupted by anyone inside her own massive residence.
Sarah took another careful step back while keeping her arms firmly wrapped around young Leo.
The infant stirred softly in his light blue blanket and let out a tiny quiet cry.
Victoria: Mind your own business, Evelyn, and stay out of this private family matter.
Evelyn: This involves the late patriarch's estate and I must speak immediately.
Sarah: What is going on up there, Evelyn?
Evelyn: The final legal documents have just been officially certified by the state court.
Victoria rushed up the grand marble staircase with fast, aggressive steps to reach the lawyer.
Her silk dress rustled loudly against the heavy stone steps as she moved with fury.
Sarah watched from below with a pounding heart, wondering what the attorney meant by that.
Victoria reached the top railing and stood directly next to Evelyn with a harsh glare.
Victoria: Do not say another word in front of that poor gold-digger down there.
Evelyn: The truth has to come out today, Victoria, whether you like it or not.
Victoria: I run this household and I make all the decisions about the money!
Sarah: Let her speak, Victoria, we deserve to hear the truth!
Victoria turned toward the edge of the dark balcony railing and looked down with rage.
She leaned far over the heavy stone banister to yell at Sarah standing far below.
The distance between the upper floor and the polished marble ground was very terrifying.
Sarah felt a wave of dizziness hit her as she looked up at her mother-in-law.
Victoria: Think you can stop me from taking what is rightfully mine?
Sarah: Nobody is trying to steal from you, we just want justice!
Victoria: You will leave this house today without a single penny to your name!
Victoria raised her hand in a wild gesture that startled everyone inside the big room.
She stepped dangerously close to the wooden ledge while waving her arms around in anger.
Sarah gasped in pure horror as she watched the wild motion from the lower floor.
She gripped her baby even tighter against her chest, her hands trembling with deep fear.
The wealthy woman on the balcony seemed completely out of control in that moment.
Her face was twisted with extreme greed and pure hatred for her son's young wife.
Sarah knew she needed her husband Mark to step into the room right away.
She turned her head frantically toward the giant front doors, praying he would appear quickly.