Evelyn stared at the blinking red light as if she had seen a ghost.
Her confident posture completely collapsed within a single second.
Evelyn: Those... those cameras were not supposed to be active until next week.
Arthur: Your husband finished the setup himself early this morning.
Julian: Everything is recorded, Evelyn. Every single movement you made.
Evelyn turned around frantically, looking toward the main house entry doors.
She reached into her designer handbag and pulled out her smartphone.
Her hands were shaking so hard she almost dropped the phone on the patio tiles.
Evelyn: I need to call my attorney right now.
Arthur: I already called Mr. Vance five minutes ago from the garden shed.
Arthur: He is driving through the front gates at this very moment.
The loud sound of heavy tires screeching on gravel echoed from the driveway.
A sleek black luxury sedan pulled up directly alongside the main patio walkway.
The driver door slammed open hard, and Richard Vance stepped out in a hurry.
Richard was Julian's father, a tall man wearing an expensive tailored suit.
His tie was loose, and his face was twisted with pure panic and anger.
Richard: Julian! What happened out here?! Are you alright?!
Richard rushed over and dropped down onto the wet tiles next to his son.
He pulled Julian into a tight embrace, ignoring the water soaking his suit.
Julian: Dad... she tried to kill me. She pushed my chair in.
Richard lifted his head slowly and looked straight at his wife.
Richard: Tell me this is not true, Evelyn.
Evelyn: Richard, darling! He is confused! It was just a terrible accident!
Maria: It was no accident, Mr. Vance. We all saw what happened.
Evelyn: She is lying because she wants a bigger salary, Richard!
Richard stood up slowly, his eyes fixed on Evelyn with icy disappointment.
Richard: Arthur told me about the poolside security camera on the phone.
Evelyn: Richard, please listen to me before you look at anything!
Richard: We are going to the security room right now to watch the footage together.