Marcus marched down the long hallway with heavy and deliberate steps.
His dark suit looked sharp against the high-key white walls of the estate.
Clara rushed forward, her diamond gown swishing across the floor.
Clara: Marcus, you need to help me right now!
Marcus stopped short and looked between the two women.
Marcus: What is all this shouting about?
Clara placed a trembling hand over her own chest.
Clara: She is trying to kidnap our son!
Elena gasped loudly as she held the baby secure.
Elena: That is not true, sir!
Clara: Keep quiet, you thief!
Clara turned back to her husband with wide, desperate eyes.
Clara: I caught her packing his things in the nursery!
Marcus stared down at Clara without blinking his eyes.
Marcus: Is that what you saw, Clara?
Clara: Yes, she was trying to sneak out the side door with him!
Elena shook her head as warm tears filled her eyes.
Elena: Mr. Vance, please look at the medical chart in my pocket.
Clara: Do not listen to a single word she says, Marcus!
Marcus raised his hand to quiet his frantic wife.
Marcus: Let her speak for one moment.
Elena reached into her pink apron pocket with a steady hand.
She pulled out a small folded paper signed by the family pediatrician.
Elena: Mrs. Vance tried to give him the wrong dosage an hour ago.
Clara: That is a complete lie!
Elena: I refused to let her administer the liquid medicine.
Marcus took the paper from Elena's hand and read it carefully.
His jaw tightened as his eyes scanned the doctor's handwriting.
Clara: She fabricated that note to cover her own crime!
Marcus slowly folded the piece of paper and slipped it into his jacket.
He looked directly into Clara's eyes with cold fury.
Marcus: You think I am blind to what happens in this home?
Clara: Darling, why are you looking at me like that?
Marcus: I spent the last hour in the security office downstairs.
Clara froze in place as the color drained from her cheeks.
Clara: Security office?
Marcus: I watched the high-definition cameras in the baby's room.
Elena let out a quiet sigh of relief as she held the child.
Marcus took a firm step closer to his pale wife.
Marcus: I saw it all, Clara.