The study door opened wide, revealing Evelyn standing in the threshold.
Her eyes narrowed as she noticed Elena standing near the computer.
Evelyn: What are you doing in Marcus's private office?
Elena: I was looking for the schedule for the afternoon staff.
Evelyn: You have no right to touch anything on that desk!
Elena: I am finished in here now anyway.
Elena walked past Evelyn with her hands hidden inside her apron pockets.
She could feel the cold metal of the flash drive against her fingers.
She walked briskly down the hallway toward the rear exit door.
She needed to hide the drive in a safe location outside.
As she opened the garden door, she saw the gardener, Thomas, working.
Thomas was an old employee who had served the family for decades.
He was loyal, kind, and deeply attached to Marcus and little Leo.
Elena called him over to the edge of the rose garden.
Elena: Thomas, I need you to hold this for me.
Thomas: What is this, Elena? You look terrified.
Elena: It is proof of what Evelyn has been doing behind closed doors.
Thomas: I knew something was wrong with that woman from day one.
Elena: Keep it safe until Marcus returns from his business meeting.
Thomas: I will hide it inside my tool toolbox right away.
Thomas took the drive and walked quickly toward his shed.
Elena felt a massive weight lifted off her shoulders.
Now the evidence was safe even if Evelyn searched her room.
She walked back inside the main house to check on little Leo.
The toddler was playing quietly in his padded playpen area.
Elena sat on the rug beside him and offered a gentle smile.
Elena: You are safe now, my sweet little boy.
Elena: We are going to protect you no matter what happens.
The baby giggled and reached for his colorful toy blocks.
Elena felt her heart swell with deep comfort and pride.
She knew that fighting for the truth was always the right path.
Suddenly, the sound of raised voices echoed from the main entryway.
Evelyn was talking loudly on her mobile phone near the front door.
Evelyn: Yes, bring the paperwork over right now.
Evelyn: We need to finalize the transfer before he gets back.
Elena stood up slowly and peeked around the high archway.
Evelyn was speaking to a sketchy lawyer about forged estate documents.
She was trying to transfer ownership of the guest house to herself.
The entire scheme was bigger than Elena had ever imagined.
Evelyn was not just a mean manager; she was a criminal operator.
Elena pulled out her phone to send a direct message to Marcus.
She wrote that an urgent emergency required his immediate return.
She did not give details because she wanted him focused on driving.
Within two seconds, a short reply popped up on her screen.
Marcus wrote that he was five minutes away from the front gate.
The final confrontation was about to happen inside the mansion.
Elena stood tall and waited for the heavy front doors to open.