The sun shone brightly through the massive floor to ceiling windows of the grand mansion.
Golden light fell across the polished white marble floors that spanned the entire entrance hall.
From the outside, the estate looked like a peaceful palace built for a perfect life.
Inside the cold stone walls, a very different story was taking place every single day.
Mary smoothed down her simple blue nanny uniform with cold, trembling hands.
She had worked for the wealthy Vance family for nearly five wonderful years.
She loved little baby Ethan with every single piece of her gentle heart.
The boy had lost his loving mother during childbirth just four short months ago.
Since that sad day, his father Richard had thrown himself deeply into his corporate work.
Richard was the chief executive officer of the largest real estate firm in the city.
He provided endless luxury for his baby son, but he was rarely home during daylight hours.
That left his cruel younger sister Victoria in complete control of the huge family house.
Victoria wore expensive magenta silk dresses and spent thousands of dollars every single week.
She hated the fact that baby Ethan was the main heir to the family fortune.
If the baby stayed healthy, Victoria would lose her huge monthly allowance very soon.
Mary walked softly down the long sunlit corridor toward the warm and quiet nursery.
She could hear the soft gurgling sounds of the helpless little boy playing inside his crib.
Mary smiled gently as she pushed the heavy carved wooden door wide open.
Her quiet moment of pure peace did not last more than a few quick seconds.
Heavy footsteps echoed loudly down the hallway behind her with sudden, dangerous force.
Victoria marched into the nursery room with a bitter look on her sharp face.
Victoria: Why is this noisy child still inside my private house today?
Mary: He is just resting quietly before his afternoon nap time, ma'am.
Victoria: I do not care about his silly little nap schedule at all!
Victoria reached down toward the crib with long, sharp fingernails polished in bright red.
Mary quickly stepped right between the angry heiress and the innocent wooden baby crib.
Mary: Please do not disturb him while his father is away at work!
Victoria: How dare you tell me what to do in my family home!
Victoria shoved the nanny backward against the cold plaster wall with shocking force.
Mary bumped her head hard against the corner of a heavy gold picture frame.
Dark red blood began to trickle slowly down the side of her soft face.
She ignored her own sharp pain and reached out to protect the little baby boy.
Victoria grabbed the infant roughly out of his crib by his warm wool blanket.
The tiny baby immediately began to cry out in pure confusion and sudden terror.
Mary: Please leave the child alone, Miss Victoria!
Victoria: Shut up and move out of my way immediately!
Victoria turned around and kicked the nursery door wide open with her sharp high heels.
She carried the screaming child toward the cold marble hallway near the front door.
Mary scrambled quickly to her feet and chased right after the cruel woman.