Sarah held her breath as she walked through the heavy wooden doors of the marble mansion.
She had taken this job as a live-in nanny three months ago under a false name.
Her heart beat fast every time she looked at the sweet baby boy resting in the crib.
Little Leo had the same dark eyes and soft smile as her late brother, who passed away last year.
Sarah worked long hours cleaning the marble floors and folding baby clothes without a single complaint.
She endured every sharp look from the mistress of the house just to stay near the child.
Evelyn Vance was a wealthy heiress who married into the famous Sterling family business only months ago.
She always wore expensive silk dresses and carried herself like royalty around the staff.
Yet she rarely held the baby unless guests were visiting the estate for special events.
Sarah kept her head down and focused entirely on keeping little Leo safe and loved.
She knew that if Evelyn discovered her true identity, she would lose her nephew forever.
The mansion was filled with dark oak furniture and priceless paintings from all over the world.
Every hallway echoed with a cold silence that made Sarah feel terribly alone in her struggle.
She remembered the promise she made to her brother on his final day in the hospital.
She promised him that no matter what happened, she would protect his baby son from harm.
The local court had granted temporary custody to the wealthy Sterling family after a quick hearing.
Sarah did not have enough money at the time to hire a top custody lawyer for a fight.
So she changed her name and applied for the open nanny position at the grand estate.
She wanted to watch over the boy until she could save enough money for legal fees.
Every evening, Sarah sat in her small room near the kitchen and reviewed her bank account savings.
She counted every dollar, hoping that justice would soon come to her small family.
The afternoon sun shone brightly through the large glass windows of the grand foyer.
Sarah heard a sharp cry echoing from the nursery downstairs near the main living room.
She dropped her dusting cloth immediately and ran toward the sound of the crying baby.
When she reached the bottom of the double staircase, her heart stopped in shock.
Evelyn was standing over the baby stroller, holding a thick folder of legal adoption papers.
The wealthy woman looked furious as she tossed the baby's blanket onto the cold floor.
Sarah: Please step away from him!
Evelyn: How dare you run toward me in that tone, nanny!
Sarah: He is terrified and his blanket is on the floor!
Evelyn: You forget who pays your salary in this mansion!
Sarah: I don't care about the salary when a child is crying!
Sarah took a quick step forward and placed herself directly between Evelyn and the stroller.
Her hands shook, but her eyes remained steady as she stared at the rich woman.
Evelyn sneered and raised her hand, shoving Sarah back toward the hard marble wall.
Sarah stumbled back, her heels slipping across the smooth polished surface of the floor.
She managed to keep her balance while keeping her eyes locked on the angry heiress.
Evelyn: You are just a servant, and you will do as you are told!
Sarah: You are hiding the truth about his real family estate!
Evelyn: You know nothing about this family or our money!
Suddenly, the heavy front doors pushed open with a loud creaking sound that echoed widely.
David Sterling stepped into the foyer wearing his dark coat, carrying his black briefcase.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the scene unfolding in front of him.