Mark pointed his finger toward the grand staircase with absolute, icy rage.
Mark: Pack your personal things and leave my property this very minute!
Victoria: You cannot throw me out like this over a maid's trick!
Mark: I saw the footage with my own eyes, you monster!
Victoria tried to step toward Mark to grab his arm in desperate pleading.
Mark stepped back firmly, shielding his son completely behind his tall frame.
Elena stepped up beside Mark, standing strong as a shield for the child.
Elena: You will never scare this innocent family ever again, Victoria!
Victoria: You ruined my entire life, you worthless, foolish little woman!
Mark: Get out before I call the sheriff and file criminal charges!
Victoria realized her position was completely lost and her influence was totally gone.
She turned on her heel and stormed furiously down the long carpeted hallway.
Her high heels clicked loudly against the expensive black and white marble floor.
Mark followed her downstairs at a distance to ensure she left the property.
He watched as she snatched her designer coat from the golden coat rack.
She pulled open the massive front double doors while harsh wind blew inside.
Victoria: You will regret treating me like this, Mark Sterling, mark my words!
Mark: The only regret I have is ever letting you into my home!
Mark slammed the heavy wooden doors shut with a loud, ringing crash.
The sound echoed through the high ceilings, ending her presence forever inside.
He turned around slowly, leaning his back against the solid wooden door.
He took a long, deep breath to calm his racing, painful heart.
Elena walked down the stairs slowly, holding the calm baby in her arms.
Mark looked up at her with tears of deep gratitude in his eyes.
He realized that the quiet maid was the true protector of his family.
The dark storm outside continued, but the house felt safe at last.