The loud sirens blared outside the massive wrought-iron gates of the estate.
Two Dallas police cruisers pulled up right outside the main glass doors.
Eleanor backed toward the grand staircase, looking around for an escape route.
Eleanor: You cannot do this to me, Mark, I am your wife!
Mark: You are a monster who threatened my innocent daughter's life.
The police officers entered the foyer with swift and confident strides.
Mark handed his phone directly to the lead police officer on duty.
Mark: The video footage shows everything clearly right from the beginning.
The officer reviewed the clear video clip with a dark and serious expression.
He nodded slowly before looking directly up at the panicked woman.
Officer: Eleanor Vance, you are under arrest for attempted endangerment.
Eleanor began to sob hysterically as the officer placed metal handcuffs on her.
Her golden dress crumpled slightly as she was led toward the front door.
She looked back at Mark with deep bitterness and burning envy.
Eleanor: You will lose everything without my high social connections!
Mark: I have everything I need right here in this room.
The heavy doors closed behind Eleanor as she was escorted away.
The massive house suddenly fell completely quiet and deeply peaceful once again.
Mark took a deep breath, feeling the heavy weight lifted from his shoulders.
He turned his full attention back to Clara, who was standing quietly nearby.
Clara was wiping away her lingering tears with a paper towel.
She felt exhausted from the terrifying ordeal, but happy the baby was safe.
Mark walked over to her with a warm and gentle smile on his face.