Arthur stood inside his large office overlooking the vast estate ground late in the afternoon.
The sunlight poured through the floor to ceiling glass windows across the marble room.
He held the official legal paper firmly inside his trembling right hand.
His young six year old son Leo played quietly on the soft rug nearby.
Arthur had spent five years raising Leo as a devoted single father after losing his first wife.
Everything had changed six months ago when he married Elena after a brief romance.
Elena brought high social status and elegant charm into his lonely home.
Yet behind her smooth smile lived a sharp and cold calculating personality.
Arthur noticed how Elena looked at his young son with cold distance.
She never smiled at Leo unless the public cameras were focused on them.
Arthur: Leo needs a gentle mother figure in his young life right now.
Arthur spoke those gentle words to his old head maid named Martha earlier that morning.
Martha had worked for the rich family for over thirty long years.
She knew every dark secret hidden behind the high concrete walls of the grand mansion.
Martha: Sir, please watch carefully because appearances can easily fool anyone.
Martha spoke in a low soft voice while setting down his morning tea cup.
Arthur frowned slightly because he trusted Martha like his own dear mother.
He glanced back down at the financial legal document resting on his dark mahogany desk.
The papers showed unusual money transfers from the family trust fund during the past month.
Large sums of money were moving into an unknown off shore banking account every week.
Arthur knew only two people had direct access to that private family trust.
He refused to believe his new wife could steal from his motherless child.
Arthur: I will check these legal banking records again with my corporate lawyer.
Arthur spoke out loud to the empty quiet room with a heavy deep sigh.
Outside the double doors, soft high heels clicked against the polished stone floor.
Elena walked into the bright office wearing an expensive designer leather dress.
Her sharp posture showed pure confidence as she looked directly at her husband.
Elena: Why are you spending all afternoon staring at those old dry papers?
Arthur: I am reviewing the family inheritance account for our young son Leo.
Elena narrowed her dark eyes slightly for a quick second before smiling brightly.
Elena: The boy has more than enough money for his distant future already.
Arthur: Leo deserves complete security because he is my only biological heir.
Elena crossed her arms tightly and turned her gaze toward the playing child.
She felt deep jealousy every time Arthur mentioned the boy's huge legal inheritance.
If Leo remained the main heir, Elena would never control the entire massive fortune.
She needed to find a quick way to push the child out of the picture completely.
Elena: You stress yourself too much over minor financial matters every single day.
Arthur: Protecting my family legacy is never a minor matter to me, Elena.
Arthur placed the heavy papers securely inside his private metal wall safe.
He locked the thick steel door and turned around to look at his new wife.
A cold feeling settled deep inside his chest as he watched her fake warm expression.