Sarah ran frantically down the long corridor toward the nursery suite.
Her high-heeled work shoes clicked loudly against the polished marble floor.
Behind her, Victoria stormed down the hall with fast, angry steps.
Victoria: Give me that phone right now, or you will regret it!
Sarah: Stay away from me and stay away from this baby!
Sarah rushed inside the nursery and scooped little Leo up tightly.
The baby startled awake and began to cry from the sudden commotion.
Sarah wrapped his small blanket securely around his shivering tiny shoulders.
She turned around to lock the nursery door behind her immediately.
Before she could turn the key, Victoria pushed the heavy door open.
Victoria grabbed Sarah forcefully by the arm to drag her away.
A sharp fingernail grazed Sarah's cheek, leaving a thin red scratch mark.
Sarah stumbled backward into the hallway but kept her grip on Leo.
She shielded the frightened baby with her own body against the wall.
Victoria: Hand over that child right now, you low-class servant!
Sarah: I will die before I let you touch this baby!
Leo wailed loudly, his tiny cheeks flushing bright red with tears.
Victoria reached out again, trying to pull the crying boy away forcefully.
Sarah dropped to her knees on the hard marble floor to shield him.
She pulled the crying infant tightly against her chest, weeping softly.
Sarah: STOP IT! LEAVE HIM ALONE!
Victoria: Shut him up right now before I throw you both out!
Victoria raised her hand to strike Sarah across her trembling shoulder.
The atmosphere in the grand hallway was thick with absolute terror.
Sarah squeezed her eyes shut and held little Leo as tight as possible.
Suddenly, a massive sound echoed through the lower level of the mansion.
The front entrance double doors slammed open with incredible physical force.
Heavy boots marched rapidly across the ground entrance hall down below.
David Vance had finished his meeting early and returned home ahead of schedule.
He heard the loud screaming and crying coming from the upper floor.
David sprinted up the grand staircase three steps at a time in shock.
He rounded the corner near the gold-trimmed doors with a fierce look.
He saw his fiancee towering menacingly over his crying maid and baby.
David's eyes locked onto the scratch mark on Sarah's tear-stained face.
A wave of pure, intense rage washed over his stern masculine face.