Without warning, Evelyn gave Julian a deliberate heavy shove right on his shoulder.
The young boy lost his balance completely and fell backward into the water pool.
A massive splash echoed loudly across the high marble walls of the indoor atrium.
Julian panicked in the water, splashing wildly and gasping for a breath of air.
Evelyn stepped back with a fake look of horror on her painted red face.
Clara did not hesitate for a single fraction of a cold second in that moment.
She sprinted forward across the slick marble floor in her high heel shoes.
Her rapid footsteps clacked loudly as she charged toward the edge of the fountain.
She dove straight into the cold marble pool without taking off her brown suit jacket.
The water swallowed her completely as she swam down toward the struggling young boy.
Bubbles rose rapidly around her face as she reached out her strong arms underwater.
She wrapped both hands firmly around Julian waist and pulled him up toward safety.
Their heads broke through the surface of the splashing water at the exact same time.
Julian was coughing and crying, clinging tightly around Clara wet suit jacket neck.
Clara: I got you buddy, hold on tight, you are safe now!
Two security guards in black suits rushed over to the edge of the pool.
Arthur heard the giant splash from the main hall and ran into the atrium.
His face turned deathly pale when he saw his son soaking wet in the water.
An older man near the edge stumbled backward over a rolling garden flower cart.
Terra-cotta pots smashed onto the marble tiles with a loud shattering sound everywhere.
Arthur pushed past the shocked guests and reached down to grab his crying son.
Clara lifted Julian up carefully into his father strong waiting arms near the ledge.
Julian coughed up water and wrapped his small wet arms around his father neck.
Arthur held his son tight, his chest heaving with terrifying fear and instant rage.
Clara pulled herself out of the water, her dark suit dripping onto the floor.
She pointed a wet finger directly at the woman standing in the red dress.
Clara: She pushed him, Mr. Vance! She shoved him into the pool on purpose!