Two police officers arrived at the front gates within twenty minutes.
The red lights flashed brightly against the white driveway pillars.
Mark opened the front doors and escorted the officers into the foyer.
Victoria stood near the grand staircase with her coat wrapped tight.
Officer: Are you Victoria Vance, ma'am?
Victoria: Yes I am, but this entire situation is a misunderstanding.
Mark: She committed corporate fraud and forged my signature on legal deeds.
The officer reviewed the printed bank transfers Mark handed to him.
He nodded slowly as he read the financial evidence provided.
Officer: Ma'am, we need you to come down to the station right now.
Victoria: You cannot arrest me in front of my staff like this!
Mark: You brought this disgrace upon yourself through your own greed.
The female officer stepped forward and instructed Victoria to turn around.
Victoria looked at Mark with desperation and deep regret in her eyes.
Victoria: Mark, we are family, please reconsider this action!
Mark: Family does not steal from infants or put them in danger.
The officer clicked the metal handcuffs around Victoria's slender wrists.
Victoria gasped as the cold steel closed tight against her skin.
She looked down at the marble floor she had walked so proudly across.
Her dreams of controlling the family fortune were officially over.
The officers guided her slowly toward the open front doors.
Mark watched from the center of the spacious room with calm dignity.
He felt the heavy weight lift off his shoulders at last.
His home was finally safe from the greed that had threatened it.
The front doors closed with a firm and permanent thud.
Mark turned around and walked back toward the grand stairs.
He needed to return to his son's side in the quiet nursery.
A new chapter was beginning for his small family today.