The big security guards reached out to grab Sarah by her slender shoulders.
Sarah pulled back and let out a sharp cry of fear and anger.
Sarah: Get your heavy hands off me right now!
Guard: Come on, lady, do not make this any harder than it is.
Victoria: Take her out through the back door so no neighbors see this mess.
Suddenly, the heavy front doors slammed open with a loud thundering sound.
The sound rattled the glass in the high windows of the grand hall.
Everyone in the room froze and turned to look at the entrance door.
A middle-aged man wearing a fine burgundy blazer stepped into the light.
His face was pale with deep anger, and his hair was slightly messy.
This was Arthur Vance, the wealthy head of the family estate and company.
He had just returned home early from his business trip across the country.
He looked at his wife sitting in her fine dress on the high chair.
Then he looked down at the maid kneeling on the cold stone floor.
He saw the small white bundle tucked safely inside Sarah's shaking arms.
A look of profound shock spread across Arthur's tired face in a second.
Arthur: What in the world is happening inside my home right now?
Victoria stood up quickly from her chair, her confidence instantly slipping away.
Victoria: Arthur, darling, you were not supposed to be home until tomorrow night.
Arthur: Answer my question right now, Victoria.
Victoria: This maid has gone mad and brought a random child into our house.
Sarah: That is a lie, Mr. Vance!
Arthur: Silence, both of you, until I understand this matter!
Arthur walked quickly across the room, his expensive shoes clicking on the floor.
He stopped right in front of the kneeling maid and looked down at her.
He saw the deep truth written in Sarah's honest and crying eyes.
He saw the small baby blanket that carried the hospital's special name tag.
Arthur leaned down and gently touched the soft cloth with his big hand.
He read the name printed on the small plastic band around the wrist.
The truth hit him like a heavy blow to his chest.
He looked back up at his wife with eyes full of deep disappointment.
Arthur: You lied to me about the loss of our child last week.
Victoria: Arthur, please let me explain the situation in private.
Arthur: You told me our child did not survive the hospital birth!
Victoria took a step back, her hands shaking at her sides.
The truth was finally out in the open air, and she could not hide it.