Mark turned his back on Victoria and knelt down on the white marble.
He wrapped his large arms around Elena and his crying young son.
Mark: You are completely safe now, both of you.
Elena: I would never let anyone hurt him, sir.
Mark: I know, Elena, you are the most loyal person in this house.
Mark stood up slowly and faced his stepmother with absolute determination.
The strange man in the dark jacket quietly slipped out the open doors.
Victoria tried to regain her composure, smoothing down her gold dress.
Victoria: Mark, you must listen to common sense before making a mistake.
Mark: The only mistake I made was trusting you with my father's estate!
Victoria: Your father wanted me to oversee the family trust fund after he died!
Mark: My father left everything in a clear legal will for Leo's future!
Elena stood up carefully, still holding the little boy in her arms.
She remembered something very important she had seen earlier that morning.
Elena: Mr. Vance, she opened your private safe in the home office earlier!
Victoria: Silence! You are a liar who wants to keep her job!
Mark: Is this true, Elena? Did she access my personal files?
Elena: Yes, sir! She had a lawyer on the phone talking about forged signatures!
Victoria's face turned completely red as she glared furiously at the maid.
She gripped the edge of her expensive briefcase until her knuckles turned white.
Mark immediately reached into his suit jacket and pulled out his mobile phone.
He called his lead corporate lawyer on speakerphone right in front of them.
Mark: Arthur, check the central trust account right this second.
Arthur: Mark, someone just submitted a emergency transfer request ten minutes ago.
Mark: Cancel every pending transaction immediately!
Arthur: Understood, sir. Who authorized this transfer request?
Mark: My stepmother tried to use forged guardianship papers to take total control.
Victoria let out a sharp cry of outrage as the phone call ended.
She knew her carefully planned financial takeover was completely collapsing.
The Dallas police sirens began to sound in the distance, getting closer every second.
Mark had contacted the local authorities the moment his security system flagged an intrusion.
Victoria looked around the grand foyer as if searching for a quick escape.
The white marble walls that once symbolized her high status now felt like a prison.